Opening Day

The odds are on the odds-on favorites
They can kill you with their murderers row
They got a young phenom, calling home to mom
Saying, “Watch, I’m gonna put on a show”
They can hit for power, they can steal a base
They got a crafty skipper with a poker face
They’re gonna race away with the pennant race
Couple of breaks, we might take fourth place
Couple of breaks

All’s well that end’s well
‘Round here things don’t end well
But we’re tied for first, with the whole summer left to play
Fall breaks kind for the lucky ones
Winter comes even to the champions
Keep the aftermath and the epitaph
Give me opening day

I been coming since before I remember
I’ve seen the pictures to prove that it’s so
The season’s design will knock your heart out of line
And lay it on you ‘til you’re laying low
I have seen more big names than you could name
I’ve seen a whole lot of dreams when they pull up lame
Sad September, that’s a crying shame
Won’t you take me out to the new ball game

All’s well that end’s well
‘Round here things don’t end well
But we’re tied for first, with the whole summer left to play
Fall breaks kind for the lucky ones
Winter comes even to the champions
Keep the aftermath and the epitaph
Give me opening day

You know, my father was the first to teach me
That my mother never understood
That it is not fair, the deal ain’t square
All you can do is just to try and make good
You know the players will always change
Mostly the uniforms stay the same
Put your picture in a pretty frame
Pass the mustard and share the blame
Pass the mustard

All’s well that end’s well
‘Round here things don’t end well
But we’re tied for first, with the whole summer left to play
Fall breaks kind for the lucky ones
Winter comes even to the champions
Keep the aftermath and the epitaph
Give me opening day
Give me opening day
Give me opening day