It’s a glorious place, with all of that space, requiring speed and a burst.
Just a distance away, it’s not out of my way, if I could only make it to first!
Repeated I’ve tried, with short and long strides, to make it and quench there my thirst,
but as hard as I try, with short and long strides, I just can’t make it to first!
Now maybe it’s the bat, that’s holding me back, to heavy or light as it seems,
But whatever the reason, throughout the season, I’m still far from my dream.
If just once I could say, on any given day, how I stood there proud and relaxed,
But again, and again, still with no grin, I’ve failed and been given axe!
It’s a stupid ole bag, the one that I shag, over and over again,
I shouldn’t look back, nor should I track, were only heros have been.
Well, today is the day, when I’ll try as I may, to reach that ole bag as I must,
that distance away, that still has me say, I know I’m gonna go bust!
So the lumber I hold, so bravely and bold, I’ll take my hacks in the box,
I dig in my spikes, I grunt with delight, with shoulders as big as an ox.
For today is the day, I’ll hear all them say, as the pitcher darns and curse,
because yes sir-ee, it was all up to me, the day I made it to first!
Now here comes the pitch, as it spins stitch by stitch, down and away as it glides,
but today I will say, that’s my pitch on the way, as I hit it and give it a ride.
I’m off like a shot, on the base path I dart, on the lime line I grip with my spikes,
I can hear the clay grind, as I race in my mind, and I open my eyes to the site,
it’s first base that I see, with all its glory, just waiting to make it all right.
For all of these years, frustration and tears, I’ve never made to first,
and as hard as I tried, to be on that side, I’ve never did quench all my thirst.
Oh my gosh, could be true, a called did I hear at this place,
for man in blue who looked at me true, pointed and then call me “SAFE!”
I stood there a while, with only a smile, knowing my true destined fate,
for today was day, I could honestly say, on first I truly was safe.
But hold on here, what do I hear, a rumble and shaking of air,
for I look to the sky and there for my eyes were rain clouds forming up there.
With the rain heavy in air, I thought it not fair, that my presence would cause such a stir,
for it was only one base, my own little space, but all went away in a blur.
I was soaked to the skin, from my head to my shins as my coach looked over and grinned,
come on in son, he said with a smile, you’ve been there a while, and with luck you’ll get there again.
Now although I wanted to leave, and dry from that rain,
leaving gave me such pain,
I had wanted it so, to stand there and know, and my heart just wanted to burst,
that today was the day, at least I could say - I finially made it to first.