The Kid From Spavinaw

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[Verse 1]
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I was born in Oklahoma
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Nineteen thirty-one
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Outside the town of Spavinaw
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Where the red dust clouds the sun
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And I ran beneath your diamond skies
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And I drank your waves of grain
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My name is Mickey Mantle, boys
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And baseball is my game


[Verse 2]
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My father's name was 'Mutt', boy
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And he worked down in the mines
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He pitched to me in the evening
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At least a thousand times
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A thousand times again
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In my nightmare and my dreams
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You're gonna live in the house that Ruth built, kid
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You're gonna make that Yankee team


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[Verse 3]
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Sure enough, the Yankee scout comes driving
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Right down Route 66
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He'd have never come to Spavinaw
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Class D ball in the sticks
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But I happened to be playing in an old wood ballpark
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Way out on the Mother Road
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That Yankee scout he signed me
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And I went up to the show


[Verse 4]
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Strike 1, that was the drinking
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Strike 2, there go the knees
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Then my old man died in Denver
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Some type of lung disease
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When god starts throwing changeups
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You can't swing with fame or wealth
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If I'd known I's gonna live this long
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I'd taken care of myself


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
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I don't miss the lights of Times Square
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I don't miss Toots Shore's bar
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I miss my old man pitching baseball
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Near the shed in our backyard
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I wish that he were still around
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To see these trophies on my shelf
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If I'd a-known I was going to live this long
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I'd taken better care of myself


[Outro}
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I was born in Oklahoma
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Nineteen thirty-one
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Outside the town of Spavinaw
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Where the red dust clouds the sun