Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Somewhere Between Old And New York, artist - Dave Grusin.
Date of issue: 31.12.1983
Song language: English
Somewhere Between Old And New York |
For 60 years he shined shoes in the same spot in the shadow of Yankee Stadium… |
As he shines he hears the game, and in his mind he hears his name as if he |
played for them… |
Takes his turn at bat, there’s the pitch, he swings at it, and it’s gone… |
Back through the years he’s gone… |
To take the field with Ruth and Gehrig, bring the pennant home… |
He sees himself in pinstripes, in a lineup of his own… |
He’s stranded on a basepath, somewhere between old and New York… |
As a customer asks for the shine, he snaps his cloth, another inning ends… |
Dodgers come to bat, there’s a drive, he makes the catch to point he’s tossed |
again… |
His cloth becomes a glove, as he’s done with every customer he’s known… |
Back through the years he’s gone… |
To take the field with Maris and Mantle, bring the pennant home… |
He sees himself in pinstripes, in a lineup of his own… |
He’s stranded on a basepath, somewhere between old and New York… |
Takes his turn at bat, there’s the pitch, he swings at it, there it goes… |
Back through the years he goes… |
Ride a ticker tape parade with Joe DiMaggio… |
As he patiently signs an autograph with a spitshine on a toe… |
He’s stranded on a basepath, somewhere between old and New York… |
Oooooh… |
Between old and New York… |
Da-da-daaa… |
Oooooh… |
Between old and New York… |
Oooooh… |