The baseball card song

Like a lot of kids when I was young

I was buying baseball cards and bubble gum

A diehard fan of big league ball

I'd read the stats and collect them all

I didn't put mine between bicycle spokes

Or leave them at home unattended with my folks

I vowed to save them and keep till I got old

Never tossed, never sold

Flipping, collecting, saving, trading

Waiting, hoping, dreaming, praying

Topps, Fleer, Donruss, Bowman, big league on display

I'm so glad my mom and dad didn't throw mine away

Soon, I discovered cars and girls

Punk rock and booze, the whole wide world

I was short on space but remember what I said

The cards stayed locked up under my bed

Late at night out on the Sunset Strip

I'd do my best to be cool and hip

I'd go home and let down my guard

Put my guitar away and check out all my cards

Flipping, trading, collecting, saving

Waiting, hoping, dreaming, praying

Keeping them around till the later days

I'm so glad my mom and dad didn't throw mine away

Flash forward about fifteen years later

I ran into some big stock trader

He said baseball cards are a great growth item

Yours are top notch, I'd like to buy them

I said I couldn't take any money for them

He said how about some shares of a startup I'm in?

The stock went through the roof, against all bets

And now I own the New York Mets!

Flipping, collecting, trading, saving

Waiting, hoping, dreaming, praying

Topps, Fleer, Donruss, Bowman, big league on display

I'm so glad my mom and dad didn't throw mine away

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We card collectors finally have an anthem!

The Baseball Project (a great band whose autographs appear on the Hostess Fidrych above) put out their third album a few months ago. One of the tracks is titled "The Baseball Card Song", and I thought it'd be fun to share the lyrics through, well...baseball cards.

Here's the tune in all its glory.

By the way, here's another awesome little clip my dad found the other day, featuring the members of The Baseball Project taking a stroll through a card shop.

Cue the Ryne Duren references.