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Satchel Paige gonna pitch us passed emSatchel Paige gonna give us nineTwenty-seven's only half a nothingSatchel, Satchel Paige, gonna take his time Satchel Paige gonna pitch the lights out Satchel Paige ain't gonna blink an eyePut zeros up on the painted scoreboardSatchel, Satchel Paige, gonna fan the sideSatchel Paige gonna leave em hangingSatchel Paige gonna make em lateThree and two is all he has to give you And Satchel, Satchel Paige, is passed the plate Satchel Paige always plays in greySatchel Paige be a visitor until his grave Pass it right by the wind Keep it high and inside or slow and sink it lowAs Satchel, Satchel Paige, flies right bySatchel Paige gonna make it happen Satchel Paige like a snapshot caught in rewind From the barrel, out the gun in the moonlight Satchel, Satchel Paige, gonna leave you blindSatchel Paige won't age a dime Satchel Paige never turn to look behindForty seven's for the birds Satchel, Satchel Paige, is for the times. Aus Songtexte Mania