Dalton & the Sheriffs - Ted's Last Game

Gramps kept score from the right field box
The day Updike bid The Kid adieu
One-and-one and one last swing
Ran the bases and he was through
You know what's said about
Gods and letters they receive
He never tipped his cap
In the mid-September breeze
I was ten when he let me in
Pulled out out his scorecard magazine
"Ted's Last Game" scrawled out in his own hand
That perfect autograph underneath
You know what's said about
Gods and letters they receive
I find my answers ride
On the mid-September breeze
The mid-September breeze
The stars came out to Fenway the summer that I turned 19
Henry checked the tickets at the door
For everyone but me it seemed
Suddenly, The Kid was there, just looking to know the score
He looked around
And smiled at me
Now they're both gone and that scorecard's mine
A piece I get to keep with me
Suddenly I'm ten years old
All baseball cards and AM dreams
You know what's said about
Gods and letters they receive
I found it takes some time
On the mid-September breeze
You know what's said about
Gods and letters they receive
I find my answers ride
On the mid-September breeze
The mid-September breeze

Written by:
Brian Scully, Dennis Walsh, Jacob Wertman, Jason Tagg, Kathleen Scully, Ryan Jackson

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