Back in '63 my little league career had just begun I had two left feet yet I believed That I could rise above I watched the bigger kids And prayed the coach would put me in But I sat on the bench Well my biggest fan sat in the stands For each and every game And though he was blind, he listened for The coach to call my name "Please coach let me play" chorus: "You see my dad, He's watching me Yes, my dad's so proud of me Even though my dad can't see He's watching me" Well the weeks went by And summer time was almost at an end It was a special day I just had to play May not get this chance again The coach put me in And underneath the stars that night I got my first hit When I crossed the plate Tears on my face, I looked up in the stands I nodded to the empty seat That used to be my dad's Coach said, "Sorry son, Your daddy wasn't here to see And I said "Yes he was" BRIDGE: "I guess you didn't hear the news My dad, he passed away And I know Jesus touched his eyes And for the first time chorus 2: My dad he's really watching me Yes my dad's so proud of me Up in heaven Dad can see He's watching me You see my dad he's watching me Yes my dad's so proud of me Now in heaven Dad can see He's watching me Up in heaven Dad he sees He's watching me