B. r. hornsby/john hornsby
Walking on the sidewalk, roundball
under my arm
Everybody knows how you play is who
you are
Walking down the road, looking for a
game or two
The real moves come through, no
matter what they're gonna do
It's down to you
Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the
young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where the talk is cheap
And the restless stalk the baseline
The old sage frowns, he says just pass
it on around
But all-world junior�s pulling up from
downtown
For some it's a way out, for some it's a
way in
Most of us don't even care
We're just looking for another gym to
get in
Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the
young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where some play from dreams
And the rest just play for pride
The old man said stop running with
those boys
But they know what to do and their
folks don�t mind the noise
Say hey now, everybody�s gonna get
along
Just call your own foul when you break
the rules
If you make it, take it, so make your
move
Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the
young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where the talk is cheap
And the restless stalk the baseline
"walk on the sidewalk, roundball under my arm" sounds like he is talking about his basketball and that that is where his ball will stay every day of his life.
"Its down to you" , he is depending soly on himself and everything that he is capable of and that he needs to do the moves that he knows to succed.
"Talk is cheap" that means that anything that anyone says is just trash but how they move and how good they are can not be resembled by how well they run they're mouth.
I think that he is talking about Love for the Game. when i player loves a sport they will do anything in they're power to become the elite and the greatest at what they do on the court or field.
Love for the game!