Baseball Dreams Lyrics

In Little League I played right field
‘Cause no-one my age could hit the ball there
And my best friend led the team in hits
And I was lucky if I got to bat
Hitless through my childhood years
My baseball dreams all disappeared, but...
I always wished that I could be a Cubby
Wrigley Field, summer afternoon
In the top of the ninth I'd catch a long fly
To save the game like I could never do
And maybe someday I can be a Cubby
Even only for a day or two
I'll sit on the bench, ‘cause that's where I play the best But my heart will be beating Cubby blue
But I always wished that I could be a Cubby
Wrigley Field, summer afternoon
From the bleachers to the stands
Every woman child and man
Will stand and sing with voices loud and true
And maybe someday we can watch the Cubbies
Win the World Series once again
Bases loaded in the ninth, I'll step up to the plate
And hit the ball to Waveland Avenue
To win one for the Cubby blue

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