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Now everyone’s walking like they’re rolling in dough

Throwing all their money around just for show

Acting like everything is coming to them

And knowing that more is just around the bend

But I’m the one who paved the way

And laid my body in the road so you can walk on it today

I stood right up when they tried to put me down

You’re so high up, you forget to look down

You call that gratitude?

I’m the well-paid slave, and the roads that I paved

Took my career, that’s just what I gave

Five years later, they were rolling in clover

But nothing for me, my career was over

If I’d been born just a generation later

I could have settled up with an arbitrator

I’d be wearing fur coats if I were rich

With a «bum-bum-bitty-bitty-bum»

You call that gratitude?

On the day that I died and they laid me in the ground

Where was everybody? They couldn’t be found

I’m gone, and they don’t know my name

No plaque, no speech, no Hall of Fame

A-Rod, Zito, Tejada, Posada

Johan, Maddux, Manny, Mussina

Who’s the one who paved the way with blood?

Go say my name, it’s (Flood) Curt Flood

You call that gratitude?

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