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Willie Mays, dying and living, living and dying

Willie Mays, dying and living, living and dying

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Verse 1

Hey, Mr. Say Hey, Harlem’s your stage,
Teach my kid your swagger, unleash the rage.
Swing that bat under Harlem lights,
Show him the pride, in those baseball nights.

Verse 2
Willie Mays, you faced the hate,
Racism couldn't shake your fate.
Played with your dad, quick as a cat,
Centerfield's your kingdom, imagine that!
Every game, you stood tall,
In the face of it all.

Verse 3
Fit me a cap, let it catch the breeze,
Fans love the show, dropping to their knees."
Showmanship born in Alabama’s sun,
Birmingham Black Barons, where it begun.
Father and son, outfield bond,
Steel mill games, they played strong.

Short Instrumental

Verse 4
Game One, '54, Giants and Tribe,
Vic Wertz hit deep, Mays took the dive.
Sprinted back, caught the ball,
Brickhouse called it, "What a haul!"

Verse 5
Go get it, Willie," they shouted loud,
Doesn’t matter where, make us proud.
Willie plays all fields, that’s a fact,
Every game, he made impact.

Chorus
Say who? Say Hey! Say Willie Mays,
A legend in those golden days.
Swinging with power, running with grace,
Mays is the name, that owns the place.

Long instrumental improvisation check out that Base run !

Verse 6
6 Runs the bases, lightning speed,
Swings around second, fills the need.
Cap flies off as he rounds third,
Heads home fast, like an untamed bird.

Chorus
Say who? Say Hey! Say Willie Mays,
A legend in those golden days.
Swinging with power, running with grace,
Mays is the name, that owns the place.

Short instrumental

Verse 7
Covers center like he's flying high,
Opponents feel it, they can’t deny.
Anything hit his way, consider it caught,
Mays’ skills, our legendary that’s the thought

Short instrumental,

Chorus
Say who? Say Hey! Say Willie Mays,
A legend in those golden days.
Swinging with power, running with grace,
Mays is the name, that owns the place.

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