A Sight for Sore Eyes

A sight for sore eyes, it's a long time no see

Workin' hard hardly workin', hey man, you know me

Water under the bridge, did you see my new car?

Well, it's bought and it's payed for, parked outside of the bar

And hey barkeep, what's keepin' you, keep pourin' drinks

For all these palookas, hey, you know what I thinks

That we toast to the old days and DiMaggio too

And old Drysdale and Mantle, Whitey Ford and to you

Oh, you know, the old gang ain't around, everyone has left town

'Cept for Thumm and Giardina, said they just might be down

Oh, half drunk all the time and I'm all drunk the rest

Yeah, Monk's still the champion, oh but I am the best

And hey barkeep, what's keepin' you, keep pourin' drinks

For all these palookas, hey you know what I thinks

That we toast to the old days and DiMaggio too

And old Drysdale and Mantle, Whitey Ford and to you

Guess you heard about Nash, he was killed in a crash

Oh, that must have been two or three years ago now

Yeah, he spun out and he rolled, he hit a telephone pole

And he died with the radio on

No, she's married, with a kid, finally split up with Sid

He's up North for a nickel's worth for armed robbery

And I'll play you some pinball, no you ain't got a chance

Then go on over and ask her to dance

And hey barkeep, what's keepin' you, keep pourin' drinks

For all these palookas, hey you know what I thinks

That we toast to the old days and DiMaggio too

And Drysdale and Mantle, Whitey Ford and to you