The Old Playground Lyrics - Bruce 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