Macklemore - My oh my

^C I used to sit with my dad in the garage That sawdust that pine sol and the moss Around every spring when the winter thaw We'd huddle around the radio twist the broken knob ^C710 AM no KJR Dave N^Ciehaus voice would echo throughout the yard Couldn't have b^Ceen older than 10 But to me and my friends The voice ^Con the other end might as well have been God's ^F1995 the division series ^FEdgars up to bat Bottom of the 11th inning got the wh^Cole town listening, Swung on and belted^C the words that started, Joey Cora rounds third H^Emere comes Griffey the thr^Gow to the plate's not in t^Cime My oh my the M^Gariners win it Y^Ames, fire works they lit ^Gup ceiling in the k^Fing dome We had j^Cust made history.

The Mariners are going to pl^Fay for the American League Championship! I d^Con't believe it! It just continues! MY OH MY!

^C Laces woven barley holdin' that stitch The creases are time amongst the grime and the grit Where the leather he used to pound his fists To some it's just a mitt, but see that glove was him Yep, tell me st^Cories on the field with that sun stained brim Bl^Cood under my chin, he taught me how to spit S^Cunflower seeds back when me and my crew sun burnt ^Carms Big league chew, yeah we were like the s^Fand lot after dinner After practice we listen to the ^FM's in the kitchen And if mom wasn't trippin' come on d^Cad please I swear just one more inning V^Coice went pump pump through the system break out the R^Emye bread it's gr^Gand salami time My oh M^Cy another vict^Gory yes, my c^Amity my city. Childh^Good my life watchin' Gr^Fiffey right under those l^Cights

Under that l^Cight rain gleaming in that^G night came, can't st^Amop now Keep moving no br^Feak pads c^Game here to prove a point, live my l^Gife on the field Make h^Emistory in between the b^Gase path And comp^Cete against the fear that is ^Gin me that's my only barr^Amier and I swear I'm going to br^Feak that From the m^Gud the cleats that we dr^Gug threw the feet this is that m^Emoment and you cannot t^Gake it back ^Am I don't really collect c^Gards anymore, just a b^Fox and some old card b^Coard Memories emb^Amedded in the dust, in the f^Gighters that age just like ^Fus livin' some where ^Coff in the drawer ^C This is what you make of it yeah we play to win Live it like we're under the lights of the stadium f^Emight until the day that God decided to wave us in, Right until he waves us in It's my c^City my city childhood my life that's right right under those lights My c^Emity my city childhood that's right Niehaus My oh My come on, my c^City my city childhood my life that's right under those lights It's my c^Emity my city childhood my life Niehaus My oh My Rest in p^Ceace.