It seemed like a wash It seemed like a waste It got so bleak that Dale got all cynical He threw up his hands, walked home And decided he couldn't see it through It seemed like a shame Felt like a disgrace A kick in the face to all the faithful followers They called it a choke job, a lost cause They said the 'dogs were through And then came the miracle Joe wouldn't blink and Dale kept the faith Longoria put one in the seats Dan Johnson, against all odds, once again came through We caught some breaks The Sox collapsed We were face to face with something rare and historical Dale was drunk, rally capped Yelling 'baby, I'm a raindog, too' In the bottom of the twelfth, Longo went yard And this completed the miracle All along Joe told us that dreams come true And Dale is a raindog, too All along Joe told us that dreams come true And Dale is a raindog, too