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  • 86 summers gone by
    Bambino put a hex on the Bean
    We were living on a tear and a sigh
    In the shadow of the Bronx machine
    Man, you could feel it smoulder
    The whole town had an attitude
    Then you'd get a little chip on your shoulder
    Say something that's downright rude
    Oh, damn them Yankees
    Outspending everybody two to one
    Picking up on the cream of the crop
    Stealing everyone's favorite son
    Angels of Fenway
    Hear our prayer
    We have been chastened
    We have been patient
    Grandmama was a Fenway fan
    Even after Grandad died
    I still remember her holding my hand
    Taking me along for the ride
    She was born in 1918
    Last year that the Red Sox won
    Back then when they sold the Babe
    Something that they never should've ever have done
    Hey Nanna can I have another Coke?
    Here comes the hot dog man
    Look at that, his bat just broke
    Gee, that's got to kill his hand
    Riding home on the Green Line
    Watching the town go by
    Nanna made another Red Sox fan
    'Til the day I die
    That was back in '65
    It doesn't seem like a long time ago
    Grandmama keeping hope alive
    Watched them win in '004
    Oh my God, it was beyond belief
    Down three, needing four in a row
    Holding on by the skin of our teeth
    Like a hungry dog on a bone
    Angels of Fenway
    Give them peace
    They have been patient
    Red Sox Nation
    The whole world held its breath
    People got down on their knees
    Ready for the sudden death
    Praying to heaven for hell to freeze
    Nanna watched from her hospital bed
    She was there 'til the end of the race
    I couldn't hear the last words she said
    But she was lying there with a smile on her face
    Just a little smile on her face
    It doesn't feel like a long time ago...
  • 86 summers gone by
    Bambino put a hex on the Bean
    We were living on a tear and a sigh
    In the shadow of the Bronx machine
    Man, you could feel it smoulder
    The whole town had an attitude
    Then you'd get a little chip on your shoulder
    Say something that's downright rude
    Oh, damn them Yankees
    Outspending everybody two to one
    Picking up on the cream of the crop
    Stealing everyone's favorite son
    Angels of Fenway
    Hear our prayer
    We have been chastened
    We have been patient
    Grandmama was a Fenway fan
    Even after Grandad died
    I still remember her holding my hand
    Taking me along for the ride
    She was born in 1918
    Last year that the Red Sox won
    Back then when they sold the Babe
    Something that they never should've ever have done
    Hey Nanna can I have another Coke?
    Here comes the hot dog man
    Look at that, his bat just broke
    Gee, that's got to kill his hand
    Riding home on the Green Line
    Watching the town go by
    Nanna made another Red Sox fan
    'Til the day I die
    That was back in '65
    It doesn't seem like a long time ago
    Grandmama keeping hope alive
    Watched them win in '004
    Oh my God, it was beyond belief
    Down three, needing four in a row
    Holding on by the skin of our teeth
    Like a hungry dog on a bone
    Angels of Fenway
    Give them peace
    They have been patient
    Red Sox Nation
    The whole world held its breath
    People got down on their knees
    Ready for the sudden death
    Praying to heaven for hell to freeze
    Nanna watched from her hospital bed
    She was there 'til the end of the race
    I couldn't hear the last words she said
    But she was lying there with a smile on her face
    Just a little smile on her face
    It doesn't feel like a long time ago...