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Rauuuuul Be Seeing You

by David Bellel

Rauuuuul be seeing you;
In all the old, familiar home run places
That this Yankee heart of mine embraces;
All day through.

Bald man you still can play
In that big ball park across the way;
Watch our numbers swell
The sense of glee
At last Cash chose well.

Rauuuuul be seeing you;
In every summer’s day made gay;
But I don’t really mean that way;
Even though Obama says that’s okay
Games once lost will now be won
And when the season’s through;
I’ll be looking at first place
And I’ll be thanking you.

 

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“The Ball Game” by Wynona Carr

From the YouTube poster: “Gospel singer from the 50’s that switched to R&B music but never received the recognition she deserved on earth. She wrote this song and another popular song entitled, “Operator”.”  You can find out more about her on Wikipedia.

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The Ballad of Scott Podsednik (Sung to “I’m Movin’ On”)

By Joyce Heiser

Came out of high school, stayed in Texas awhile
Seems he just couldn’t make it all seem worthwhile
He’s movin’ on. He’s movin’ on.
Rangers said “So long son, go enjoy the sun”
He’s Marlin gone.

Minor leagues kept trading, kept cutting him loose
Never was the engine, just a little caboose
Seven years rolled on, they just moved on.
Finally majored a run in 2000 and 1
Would they keep him on?

Another year came and another deal too,
Milwaukee got him in 2002,
He still moved on, he was there and gone.
Led the league in base steals, tried to keep it real,
But they moved him on.

Chicago was home for a few good years
Got a World Series ring, a girl with bunny ears,
He’s carryin’ on, maybe he’ll stay on.
But another year came, and another ball game,
He packed and was gone.

Up in the mountains, till 2009,
Back to bat that year in the White Sox line,
Another movin’ on, another hometown gone.
Even though he had fans, Chicago had other plans
And they let him move on.

One year with the Royals, still stealing some base,
Let him go to the Dodgers, problems slowing his pace.
Trouble movin’ on, released and on his own.
Try up North, play the West, half-a-year at best
So he’s movin’ on.

Finally landed in Philly, more like Lackawanna
Scranton doesn’t really sound like baseball nirvana.
Will he be movin’ on?  Sing that travelin’ song?
Thirteen teams, eighteen years, Hard to change your gears
And keep movin’ on.