3rd BASE, STADIUM (From the Ry Cooder album, Ravine [2005]. Sung by Bla Pahinui)
Mister, youre a baseball man, as anyone can see. The game in this great land. Take a little tip from me. I work here nights, parking cars, the moon and stars. The same ones we all knew 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 choosing up their teams. Hand over hand on Louisville. Crowning the top, king of the hill. Mound to home, sixty feet. been very 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 Greeneyes had his 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 moments in my memory. Sure was fun, cause the game was free. It was free.
Hey mister, you seem anxious to go. Youll find seat, in the 7th row Behind home plate, we used to meet. When we were young, we had dreams. Just a place you know, up a road you cant go. Just a thought, laid to in my mind, just a time. If you to know where Im gonna go when I hit my last 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 very to me. Yes, baseball been very to me.