My Oh My (Explicit) - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

Composed by：Ryan Lewis

I used to sit with my dad in the garage

That sawdust that pine sol and the moss

Around every spring

When the Winter thaw

We'd huddle around the radio

Twist the broken knob

710 am

No KJR

Dave Niehaus voice would echo throughout the yard

Couldn't have been older than 10

But to me and my friends

The voice on the other end might as well have been God's

1995

The division series

Edgars up to bat

Bottom of the 11th inning

Got the whole town listening

Swung on and belted

The words distorted

Joey Cora rounds third

Here comes Griffey

The throw to the plate's not in time

My oh my the mariners win it

Yes

Fire works they lit up ceiling in the king dome

We had just made history

And swung Lined down the left field line for a base hit

Here comes Joey

Here comes Junior to third base

They're gonna wave him in the throw to the plate will be

Late the mariners are going to play

For the American League Championship

I don't believe it

It just continues my oh my

Laces woven barley holdin' that stitch

The creases are time amongst the grime and the grit

Where the leather

He used to pound his fists

To some it's just a mitt

But see that glove was him

Yep tell me stories on the field with that sun stained brim

Blood under my chin

He taught me how to spit

Sunflower seeds back when me

And my crew sun burnt arms

Big league chew yeah we were

Like the sand lot after dinner

After practice we listen

To the m's in the kitchen

And if mom wasn't trippin'

Come on dad

Please I swear just one more inning

Voice went pump pump

Through the system break out the Rye bread

It's grand salami time

My oh my another victory yes

My city my city

Childhood my life

Watchin' Griffey right

Under those lights

Under that light rain

Gleaming in that night came can't stop now

Keep moving no break pads came here to prove a point

Live my life on the field

Make history in between the base path

And compete against the fear

That is in me that's my only barrier and

I swear I'm going to break that

From the mud

The cleats that we ** threw the feet

This is that moment and you cannot take it back

And

I don't really collect

Cards anymore

Just a box and some old card board

Memories embedded in the dust

In the fighters that age just like us

Livin' some where off in the drawer

This is what you make of it yeah we play to win

Live it like we're under the lights of the stadium

Fight until the day that God decided to wave us in

Right until he waves us in

It's my city my city

Childhood my life

That's right

Under those lights

My city my city

Childhood

That's right Niehaus

My oh my come on my city my city

Childhood my life

That's right

Under those lights

It's my city my city

Childhood my life

Niehaus my oh

My rest in peace