Tonight I feel so far away So far away from you What did you do tonight? I'm driving my truck up and down the coast From north of Seattle to the Mexico line Right now I'm in San Bernardino All day long it was 95 degrees But at least tonight I'll get to hear The golden voice of Vin Scully I've been stuck in this going nowhere desk job For too many months, it's time to move on If I quit and just try to do my painting I wonder if I will come up with the rent I still root for the Yankees back east Never did take to these local teams But at least tonight I'll get to hear The golden voice of Vin Scully Ooh I do my share, I knock about Ooh is anything ever gonna work out? Sometimes I feel almost out of range I head south of the valley and pick up the game I pull off the road, jump out of the van And lean against the hood still hot from the drive. Trees fade out in the black of the night Sometimes it don't hardly seem worth the fight But at least tonight I'll get to hear The golden voice of Vin Scully.