The Felice Brothers Follow

The water's wide, it's deep and wide
It's down a long and windy road
And everyone knows that a boy can't swim it

In Narrow's church
The white walled church
They're singing that gospel song
"Bye and bye, I'ma see my King"

The clouds will break
And the pews shake
And the choir softly cries
And it's Georgia in the spring of 1905

Oh, Ty Cobb, you're dead and gone
You had a game like a war machine
And through the great Hall of Fame you wander

In Tigers Field, a girl in heels
She had a face like a magazine
And through the long, metal stands, she wandered

Oh, the ball soared and the crowd roared
And the scoreboard, sweetly hummed
And tomorrow, you'll surely know whose won

Well, I'm on first, and you're on third
And their wolves are all between
And everyone's sure that their game is over

The catcher's hard, he's mean and hard
Then he nips at the batter's heels
And everyone's sure that their game is over

The ball soars and the crowd roars
And the scoreboard, sweetly hums
And tomorrow, you'll surely know whose won

The water's wide, it's deep and wide
It's down a long and windy road
And everyone knows that a boy can't swim it

Oh, the clouds break and the pews shake
And the preacher's feet do pound
As the rain beats the streets of Coopers town