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