(With apologies to Frank Sinatra)
When I was seventeen…
I had a very good year.
I had a very good year. I hit .315
Got four mil from the Yanks.
And Jesus I thanked…
Montero, I mean.
I signed at seventeen...
When I was twenty-one...
It was a pretty good year.
It was a pretty good year.
Crushed 32 Blasts and made AA
I’ll make the majors some day
Though it hurts when I run.
When I was twenty-one.
When I was twenty-five...
I once had much better years.
They found a hole in my swing. I’m all out of springs.
Go to Arby’s for meals.
And I am an add on in deals.
I knew I'd never arrive
When I was twenty-five.
And now the days are short...
I’m in the autumn of my career.
But for work… baseball I played
And at least once was paid
So I can’t shed a tear
At least I had a career.
My whole life filled with green...
I signed at seventeen.