The Baseball Project
"Sometimes I Dream of Willie Mays"

It's 1965, me and my dad Mac
50 miles to Candlestick in our green VW van
A Giants-Dodgers pennant race
Mays and Koufax face to face

Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And tell him I was there
Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And the sun comes out, and the fog lifts, and he's there

Now it's 1973, right across the bay
Playing right field for the Mets, a ball goes through his legs
I cheer the A's to victory
But that was something I never wanted to see

Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And tell him I was there
Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And the wind dies down, and the sun comes out, and the fog lifts, and he's there

In 1954, I was born into this dream
The kind that's always black and white, like an old newsreel I've seen
A mile away in the Polo Grounds
He pulls it in and spins himself around

Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And tell him I was there
Sometimes I dream of Willie Mays
And the wind dies down, and the sun comes out, and the scoreboard works, and the fog lifts, and he's there
And I'm there