Little boy in a baseball hat
Stands in the field with his ball and bat
Says, "I am the greatest player of them all"
Puts his bat on his shoulder and he tosses up his ball
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down
Swings his bat all the way around
The world's so still you can hear the sound
The baseball falls to the ground
Now the little boy doesn't say a word
Picks up his ball; he is undeterred
Says, "I am the greatest there has ever been"
And he grits his teeth and he tries it again
And the ball goes up and the ball comes down
Swings his bat all the way around
The world's so still you can hear the sound
The baseball falls to the ground
He makes no excuses
He shows no fear
He just closes his eyes
And listens to the cheers
Little boy, he adjusts his hat
Picks up his ball, stares at his bat
Says, "I am the greatest, the game is on the line"
And he gives his all one last time
And the ball goes up like the moon so bright
Swings his bat with all his might
And the world's as still as still can be
And the baseball falls, and that's strike three
Now it's suppertime and his mama calls
Little boy starts home with his bat and ball
Says, "I am the greatest: that is a fact
But even I didn't know I could pitch like that!"
Says, "I am the greatest; that is understood
But even I didn't know I could pitch that good"