3rd BASE, STADIUM (From the Ry Cooder album, Chavez [2005]. Sung by Bla Pahinui)
Mister, youre a baseball man, as anyone can see. The straightest game in this great land. Take a tip from me. I work nights, parking cars, underneath the moon and stars. The same ones that we all back in 1952. And if you want to where a local boy like me is coming from: 3rd base, Stadium.
2nd base, over there. I see grandma in her rocking chair. Watching linens flapping in the breeze, and all the fellows choosing up teams. over hand on that Louisville. Crowning the top, king of the hill. Mound to home, sixty feet. Baseball been good to me. And if you to know where a local boy like me is coming from: 3rd base, Stadium. 3rd base, Stadium.
Back around the 76 ball, Johnny had his shoeshine stall. In the middle of the 1st base line, got my first kiss, was kind. Now, if the dozer hadnt taken my yard, see the tree with our initials carved. So many moments in my memory. Sure was fun, the game was free. It was free.
Hey mister, you seem anxious to go. Youll find seat, in the 7th row Behind home plate, where we to meet. When we were young, we had dreams. a place you dont know, up a road you cant go. Just a thought, to rest in my mind, just a time. If you care to know where Im gonna go when I hit my homerun: 3rd base, Stadium. 3rd base, Stadium. 3rd base, Stadium. Hey, Mister, you are a man. Yes, Im a man myself. Yes, Im a man, too. Baseball been good to me. Yes, baseball very good to me.