Matty Songtext
von Dave Frishberg

You were great, Maddy
There′s not a soul who would deny that you were great
When our luck was down to nothing and our backs were to the wall
You would fire up the will to win and galvanize us all
Bring on Baker, bring on Wagner, bring on Crawford, bring them all
Just give Mathewson the ball and he'll come through
And it was true, Maddy
When we were down to do or die, we′d turn to you
You would stand up tall and confident with calm and steady nerve
And you would summon up that extra you've been keeping in reserve
And then you'd fool ′em with the fadeaway and fan them with the curve
You deserve the trust and faith we placed in you
And your name
Will echo down the hallowed halls of fame
And men will tell of how you played the game
′Cause win or lose, Maddy
You stayed a champion just the same And they'll recall
How Maddy was the mightiest of them all
As long as young men play with bat and ball
They′ll tell of you, Maddy
They'll remember you
Yes, you were rare, Maddy
And when a miracle was needed, you were there
When Chicago filled the bases and the crowd began to roar
And the final game was on the line and we couldn′t let them score
And when someone had to stand up straight
And get that ball across the plate
I'd swear, Maddy
I′d swear that God Himself had sent his right hand man
To see us through
And it was you, Maddy
It was you