I Wanna Run the Option

(Song lyrics–no recording of this song exists)

It was in the month of September
I’s about four foot tall
we lost our first-stringer, boys,
and the writing was on the wall,
yeah, the writing was on the wall

Well, the coach he came up to me
said, “We’re depending on ya, son
for the clock is windin’ down and
you gotta go out and get it done
you gotta go out and get it done”

And I wanna run the option,
that beautiful machine
if I could only hit
that corner, boys,
then, maybe she’d know about me
I’d be the king of 1973

In my dreams,
I float above Nebraska
among the righteous,
and the fair
In my dreams,
you know I always ask her
to join me in that rarified air
to join me in that rarified air

And I wanna run the option,
that beautiful machine
if I could only hit
that corner, boys,
then, maybe she’d know about me
I’d be the king of 1973

In the heart of the heart
of Richard Nixon
beat the heart
of a plowboy, y’all
and whatever it was
wouldn’t’a needed fixin’
if they gave him the ball
all he wanted was the ball

He said, “I wanna run the option
I wanna sit atop the old AP
If I could only turn
that corner, boys,
I’d be callin’ me, yeah
I’d finally be callin’ me”

And I wanna run the option
I wanna run the option
I wanna run the option
that beautiful machine

–Posted on Instagram August 27, 2017; Written around 2009