64 and 64 Songtext
von The Baseball Project

(One, two, three, four)

The Long Season was a first
Can′t remember if I read it
But now I've lost all track of time
Can′t remember if I said it

Cap flew right off my head
Back when I threw real hard
Won two in the 64 series
It's right there, on the back of a bubblegum card

Three nails in the seam, that's what kept me going
One summer in Sicks Field
Scribbling more than throwing
Happy when the wind was blowing in

64 and 64
No room for disillusion
64 and 64
You win some and you lose ′em


I wasn′t quite a writer
Yankees weren't big readers
Men or overgrown teenagers
Night-hunting for beaver

Loafers, scufflers and hicks
Hungover greenie eaters
Good ballplayers too, bad swingers and wife-cheaters
Wearing old beat-up wife-beaters

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Memories in the confusion
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You win some and you lose ′em

Kuhn said I was a bad guy, well, I was in the Long Goodbye
Ended up in a Mexican pool, shot dead by Elliot Gould
Shot dead by Elliot Gould, shot dead by Elliot Gould
Shot dead by Elliot Gould

Some called me a social leper
My teammates were pretty pissed
And my wife wrote her own tell-all
Kept mine on the best sellers' list


It′s the same old story
Arm goes, body follows
I can't play scrabble anymore
When the mind goes hollow, when the mind goes hollow

64 and 64
Memory is an illusion
64 and 64
You win some and you lose ′em

Oh, oh, you win some
And you lose some
Oh, oh, you win some
And you lose 'em