Lyrics

All of my life I've dreamed of just one thing Pray the same old prayer with each new Spring For a blue flag flying above the ivy's green I'm a Cub fan, and I believe Met a man at Archie's, said he lost his faith Said a hundred years was way too long to wait And maybe he'd be better bettin' on another team I said, man, you been hidin' out in the dark They're goin' crazy out there at Addison and Clark The Cubs are in first place, and it's not a dream Let me hear it Chicago Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh All you Cub fans better get on up and cheer Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh We're Chicago and it's finally our year Ev'ry Fall since 1908 We'd all get together and commiserate Sayin' wait 'til next year, tomorrow is another day Yeah, I've taken my knocks bleedin' Cubbie blue But never once doubted the Northside Crew And now I get to shout it, the Cubs are on their way Gimme upper decks, bleachers, I'll take any chair Well, God must've finally heard my prayer Cuz the billy goat just walked in with a holy cow Hibernation's done, the Cubs are number one And it's so fun to see them score All my friends are here, I got an ice-cold beer Who could ask for more Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh All you Cub fans better get on up and cheer Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh We're Chicago and it's finally our year Let's go man, let's pack the Red Line Take it on up to the Friendly Confines This is not the year to hesitate Let's go, get those hands a clappin' This year it's just bound to happen Wrigleyville is gonna celebrate Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh All you Cub fans better get on up and cheer Oh, oh, oh, whoa-oh We're Chicago and it's finally our year
Writer(s): Kazimir Boyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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