Intro:C C C C F F C CC 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 knobC C 710 AM no KJR Dave Niehaus voice would echo throughout the yardC Couldn't have been older than 10 But to me and my friendsC The voice on the other end might as well have been God'sF 1995 the division seriesF Edgars up to batC Bottom of the 11th inning got the whole town listening,C Swung on and belted the words that started, Joey Cora rounds thirdEm G C Here comes Griffey the throw to the plate's not in timeG My oh my the Mariners win itAm G F Yes, fire works they lit up ceiling in the king domeC We had just made history.[Dave Niehaus announcing:] 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!F The Mariners are going to play for the American League Championship!C I don't believe it! It just continues! MY OH MY!C 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 himC Yep, tell me stories on the field with that sun stained brimC Blood under my chin, he taught me how to spitC C Sunflower seeds back when me and my crew sun burnt armsF Big league chew, yeah we were like the sand lot after dinnerF After practice we listen to the M's in the kitchenC And if mom wasn't trippin' come on dad please I swear just one more inningC Em G Voice went pump pump through the system break out the Rye bread it's grand salami timeC G Am My oh My another victory yes, my city my city.G F C Childhood my life watchin' Griffey right under those lights Am G F C (x6)C G Am F G G Em GC G Am Under that light rain gleaming in that night came, can't stop nowF G G Keep moving no break pads came here to prove a point, live my life on the fieldEm G Make history in between the base pathC G Am And compete against the fear that is in me that's my only barrier and I swear I'm going toF break thatG G Em G From the mud the cleats that we drug threw the feet this is that moment and you cannot take it backAm G F C I don't really collect cards anymore, just a box and some old card boardAm G F C Memories embedded in the dust, in the fighters that age just like us livin' some where off in the drawerC This is what you make of it yeah we play to winEm 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 inC It's my city my city childhood my life that's right right under those lightsEm My city my city childhood that's right NiehausC My oh My come on, my city my city childhood my life that's right under those lightsEm C It's my city my city childhood my life Niehaus My oh My Rest in peace.
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