Lyrics Somewhere Between Old And New York - Steve Wariner

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
He 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
He 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