Drinking With Mickey Mantle
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When I was five I was king of the yard, and my grandfather said
I had one hell of an arm. I remember learning his split-finger
Fastball, and all the tales he would stretch with that famous
Turner charm. And by the fire pit in my old backyard, I used to
Sit transfixed by his stories. About the time him and Mickey
Mantle drank all night long, spinning yarns of all their former glories.
And I remember Christmas eve when I was ten and Ma told Grandpa
He was wasting my time. She sent him packing in the pouring
Rain; things were never quite the same after that night. But in
The package he left under the tree was a new silver wristwatch
Addressed to his favorite grandson, Henry.
I had one hell of an arm. I remember learning his split-finger
Fastball, and all the tales he would stretch with that famous
Turner charm. And by the fire pit in my old backyard, I used to
Sit transfixed by his stories. About the time him and Mickey
Mantle drank all night long, spinning yarns of all their former glories.
And I remember Christmas eve when I was ten and Ma told Grandpa
He was wasting my time. She sent him packing in the pouring
Rain; things were never quite the same after that night. But in
The package he left under the tree was a new silver wristwatch
Addressed to his favorite grandson, Henry.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:16.32] When I was five I was king of the yard, and my grandfather said
[01:17.32] I had one hell of an arm. I remember learning his split-finger
[01:22.44] Fastball, and all the tales he would stretch with that famous
[01:25.94] Turner charm. And by the fire pit in my old backyard, I used to
[01:32.91] Sit transfixed by his stories. About the time him and Mickey
[01:40.45] Mantle drank all night long, spinning yarns of all their former glories.
[01:45.48] And I remember Christmas eve when I was ten and Ma told Grandpa
[01:53.93] He was wasting my time. She sent him packing in the pouring
[01:57.46] Rain; things were never quite the same after that night. But in
[02:03.55] The package he left under the tree was a new silver wristwatch
[02:08.09] Addressed to his favorite grandson, Henry.
[02:17.52]
[01:17.32] I had one hell of an arm. I remember learning his split-finger
[01:22.44] Fastball, and all the tales he would stretch with that famous
[01:25.94] Turner charm. And by the fire pit in my old backyard, I used to
[01:32.91] Sit transfixed by his stories. About the time him and Mickey
[01:40.45] Mantle drank all night long, spinning yarns of all their former glories.
[01:45.48] And I remember Christmas eve when I was ten and Ma told Grandpa
[01:53.93] He was wasting my time. She sent him packing in the pouring
[01:57.46] Rain; things were never quite the same after that night. But in
[02:03.55] The package he left under the tree was a new silver wristwatch
[02:08.09] Addressed to his favorite grandson, Henry.
[02:17.52]