Don't Worry, Rickey, You're Still

If You Look At Some Of The People In The Hall Of Fame, My Numbers Are Compatible.

I Have To Play Baseball To Make Me Happy. I Have To Be An Athlete. But When It's All Said And Done, I'll Be A Normal Father. A Normal-type House Man.

You Have To Keep Running. I Always Believed I Was Going To Be Safe.

Let's See, For Breakfast Rickey Will Have Bacon And Eggs, And Grits If I Can Get 'em.

I Was Stealing All The Bases, And When You Had To Go To Arbitration They Said, 'you Know, Only The Big Boys Make The Money.' So I Got To Try And Figure Out How To Hit A Home Run, Too.