STEVE GOODMAN OCTOBER 26,1983 San Francisco,Ca. wolfgangs
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01.Intro:Steve Martin
02.city of new orleans
03.how much tiquila did i drink last night
04.tv dream
05.a dying cub fans last request
06.banana republic
07.if jethro were here
08.rock candy mountain
09.talk backwards
10.unwed fathers
11.watching joey glow
12.warm and free
13.what this river has done
14.the auctioner song
15.you never even call me by my name
{the ultimate "country-western"song}**
"encores"
16.the dutchman*
17.somebody elses troubles*
18.elvis impersonator song*
19.god bless her mobile home*
20.what have you done for me lately*

+mike marshall on mandolin*

**Note:#15 he breaks a string and improvises
the rest of the song while he changes it.Never misses a beat!! Funniest thing
I ever saw at a gig.

GREAT SHOW!!!
GREAT SOUND!!!
I AM PROUD OF THIS SHOW!!!
Steve had lukiema and knew it to the point of loss of hair
Last time I had the pleasure to see Steve Goodman before he passed on.Met him,
hugged him goodbye,and he signed my "Artistic Hair" album. God Bless.

I have "1" more Steve Goodman show I will
put up soon for you do you want it?? March 26,1984 Austin,Texas Let me hear what you people think of these???IRIE.greeney52

A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request by Steve Goodman (1983)

By the shore's of old Lake Michigan
Where the "hawk wind" blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour that tolled
Round his bed, his friends had all gathered
They knew his time was short
And on his head they put this bright blue cap
From his all-time favorite sport
He told them, "Its late and its getting dark in here"
And I know its time to go
But before I leave the line-up
Boys, there's just one thing I'd like to know

Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy-covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

Told his friends "You know the law of averages says:
Anything will happen that can"
That's what it says
"But the last time the Cubs won a National League pennant
Was the year we dropped the bomb on Japan"
The Cubs made me a criminal
Sent me down a wayward path
They stole my youth from me
(that's the truth)
I'd forsake my teachers
To go sit in the bleachers
In flagrant truancy

and then one thing led to another
and soon I'd discovered alcohol, gambling, dope
football, hockey, lacrosse, tennis
But what do you expect,
When you raise up a young boy's hopes
And then just crush 'em like so many paper beer cups.

Year after year after year
after year, after year, after year, after year, after year
'Til those hopes are just so much popcorn
for the pigeons beneath the 'L' tracks to eat
He said, "You know I'll never see Wrigley Field, anymore before my eternal rest
So if you have your pencils and your score cards ready,
and I'll read you my last request
He said, "Give me a double header funeral in Wrigley Field
On some sunny weekend day (no lights)
Have the organ play the "National Anthem"
and then a little 'na, na, na, na, hey hey, hey, Goodbye'
Make six bullpen pitchers, carry my coffin
and six ground keepers clear my path
Have the umpires bark me out at every base
In all their holy wrath
Its a beautiful day for a funeral, Hey Ernie lets play two!
Somebody go get Jack Brickhouse to come back,
and conduct just one more interview
Have the Cubbies run right out into the middle of the field,
Have Keith Moreland drop a routine fly
Give everybody two bags of peanuts and a frosty malt
And I'll be ready to die

Build a big fire on home plate out of your Louisville Sluggers baseball bats,
And toss my coffin in
Let my ashes blow in a beautiful snow
From the prevailing 30 mile an hour southwest wind
When my last remains go flying over the left-field wall
Will bid the bleacher bums adíeu
And I will come to my final resting place, out on Waveland Avenue

The dying man's friends told him to cut it out
They said stop it that's an awful shame
He whispered, "Don't Cry, we'll meet by and by near the Heavenly Hall of Fame
He said, "I've got season's tickets to watch the Angels now,
So its just what I'm going to do
He said, "but you the living, you're stuck here with the Cubs,
So its me that feels sorry for you!"

And he said, "Ahh Play, play that lonesome losers tune,
That's the one I like the best"
And he closed his eyes, and slipped away
What we got is the Dying Cub Fan's Last Request
And here it is

Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy-covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

During the 1984 season both Wrigley Field and WGN radio (AM 720) played Go Cubs Go — a song that was also written and performed by Steve Goodman.

Did you know that when Steve Goodman sang Take Me Out To The Ballgame he switched the Cubs lyrics too, "It's root, root, root, for the home team, If they don't win, what else is new."

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