Holy Cow
I’ve been listening to Macklemore quite a bit lately and this song pumps me up for baseball season. Macklemore is so happy singing about the Mariners and for good reasons too. It brings back happy memories from his childhood.
Below are my altered lyrics that pertain to my childhood while growing up in Chicago and listening to Harry Caray on TV.
It’s my city, my city, childhood, my life. That’s right
Right under those lights
My city, my city, childhood, that’s right. Caray, “Holy Cow”
Come on. My city, my city, childhood, my life. That’s right, under those lights
It’s my city, my city, childhood, my life, Caray. Holy cow. Rest in peace
There’s a reason Michael Boley isn’t a quarterback.
This all makes sense now.
This will never get old.
