Tonight I feel so far away, so far away from you
What did you do tonight
I'm drivin 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 get to hear
The golden voice of Vin Scully

I've been stuck in this goin’ no place desk job
For too many months, it's time to move on
If I quit and just tried to do my paintings
I wonder if I could 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 get to hear
The golden voice of Vin Scully

Ooh, I do my share, I knock about
Ooh, is anything gonna work out

Sometimes I'm almost out of range, I head south of the valley
And pick up the game
Pull off the road, step out of the van
Lean against the hood still hot from the drive
Trees fade out in the black of the night
Some days it don’t hardly seem worth the fight
But at least tonight I get to hear
The golden voice of Vin Scully