(Shel Silverstein)      Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them   Rollin' boxcars in the summer time   Jimmie he'd play his guitar I'd lay back   And watch the stars and sip my wine.      Me and Audie Murphy used to crawl out on our bellies   Through the German lines   Audie I won't leave you here I'll pull you through   'Cause buddy, you're a pal of mine.      Me and Phil Rizzuto didn't we move 'round   Like lightnin' on the double play   I'd look over in the stand and Marilyn   Should see me and she'd smile and wave.      Hell no Coach Lombardi this broken back   Ain't nothin' if the game was saved   And fellers if I don't pull through   Just put a little golden football on my grave.      John Wayne he once said to me   Them Japs will take the Island   And we've got to save   The old Red White and Blue.      Someone's got to swim out   To the submarine and warn 'em   And Bare you know   I hate like hell to ask you to.      Me and Tony Zarro we used to spar together   Up in Stillman's Gym   Knowing someday it would be the Garden   And the championship for me or him.      And Coop if no one in this town is man enough   To back you when Frank Miller comes   Then come High Noon I'll walk with you   I may be young but I know how to use a gun.      Judy Garland don't you cry   You know you can be a star   And with my drinkin'   I'd just hold you back.      Go on and sign the contracts hon   And I'll read about you   In some old newspaper   Blowin' cross some lonesome hobo camp.      Me and Jimmie Rodgers we still ride them   Rollin' boxcars in the summer time   Jimmie he plays his guitar I lay back   And watch the stars and sip my wine.      Me and Audie Murphy we still crawl out on our bellies   Through the German lines   At away there's scooter shoot that ball to me   And I swear we'll get two this time...