Craig Bickhardt - The Real Game lyrics

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There's a millionaire at shortstop, another in left field

The designated hitter has five commercial deals

The pitcher charges twenty bucks to autograph a ball

A big guy in the skybox claims to own ‘em all

But there's a real game, down on the corner

In a vacant lot that the kids cleaned up

With a ball and a bat and a hand-me-down glove

There's a real game, and that's the game I love

That stadium they're building, the crowd's already seen

The distances are perfect, the grass is painted green

The television cameras standing sleek and tall

Capture every replay, each million dollar fall

But there's a real game, down on the corner

In a vacant lot that the kids cleaned up

With a ball and a bat and a hand-me-down glove

There's a real game, and that's the game I love

Look at that kidÂ…. he swings like Hank did

Look at that kidÂ…. he slides like Pete

Look at that kidÂ…. he throws like Nolan

Look at that kidÂ…. he looks like me

But there's a real game, down on the corner

In a vacant lot that the kids cleaned up

With a ball and a bat and a hand-me-down glove

There's a real game, and that's the game I love