Drinking With Mickey Mantle
When i was five i was king of the yard, and my grandfather said
I had one hell of an arm. i remember learning his split-finger
Fastball, and all the tales he would stretch with that famous
Turner charm. and by the fire pit in my old backyard, i used to
Sit transfixed by his stories. about the time him and mickey
Mantle drank all night long, spinning yarns of all their former glories.
And i remember christmas eve when i was ten and ma told grandpa
He was wasting my time. she sent him packing in the pouring
Rain; things were never quite the same after that night. but in
The package he left under the tree was a new silver wristwatch
Addressed to his favorite grandson, henry.
Beber Com Mickey Mantle
Quando eu tinha cinco anos eu era o rei do jardim, e meu avô disse
Eu tinha um baita de um braço. i lembro de aprender sua separação dedo-
Fastball, e todos os contos que se estenderia com aquele famoso
Charme Turner. e pela fogueira no meu quintal de idade, eu costumava
Sente-se paralisado por suas histórias. sobre o tempo dele e mickey
Manto bebeu toda a noite, girando fios de todas as suas glórias passadas.
E eu me lembro véspera de Natal quando eu tinha dez anos e ma disse o vovô
Ele estava perdendo meu tempo. ela enviou-lhe a embalagem no vazamento
Chuva, as coisas nunca eram exatamente o mesmo após aquela noite. mas em
O pacote saiu debaixo da árvore era um relógio de pulso de prata novo
Dirigida ao seu neto favorito, henry.