The Voice Of Baseball

He looked down for me from the wrong booth But I learned to overcome my misguided mistrust He felt duty bound to share the truth And that's why he's the best that ever was Those keen blue eyes saw it all for those of us Cruising in cars or from comfort of home All the cathedrals that crumbled and rose So many come-and-gone stars, heroes and bums (oh, ooh) 'Cause he's not just the voice of the Dodgers (oh, ooh) Not just the voice of the Dodgers (oh, ooh) His was the voice of baseball From Flatbush Avenue, age 21, his first To McCovey Cove where he called his last Every Campanella blast and Kershaw curve He threw a masterpiece every broadcast And he wasn't blinded by color He didn't need a color, man He afforded each team equal respect That's how he earned the love of this Giants fan (ooh, ooh) 'Cause he's not just the voice of the Dodgers (ooh, ooh) Not just the voice of the Dodgers (ooh, ooh) His was the voice of baseball Enough words for so many lifetimes Tales, tangents and musings to no end There'll be some kind of emptiness Our sport will miss its very best friend Somewhere in some world, there's a radio booth A place where there's a soul you know you can trust Someone who delights in the surprise of truth And that's why Vin Scully is the best there ever was (ah, ah) He's not just the voice of the Dodgers (ah, ah) Not just the voice of the Dodgers (ah, ah) He is the voice of baseball He is the voice of baseball He is the voice of baseball