(1908)

Four years old for a moment.
Chance takes from Tinker and Evers.
And I'm just dreaming
I'll soon be old enough to go.

(1918)

Fourteen years old for a moment.
Red Sox beat us, I quiver.
And we're heartbroken
but we'll win next year, you know.

15, there's still time for you
time to win and time to lose
15, you love the Cubs, but please know this:
You have only got 100 years to live.

(1938)

I'm 34 for a moment.
Hartnett hits homer in the gloamin'.
But swept by the Yanks
even without a called shot.

(1945)

I'm 41 for a moment.
The war is done.
And I'm heading for the World Series
chasing the crown we ain't got.

15, there's still time for you
time to buy, time to lose again
Ernie Banks, a new star.

15, no night ball out here.
15, you love the Cubs, but please know this:
You have only got 100 years to live.

Swoon time comes by.
Your team still ain't wise.
Another blink of an eye
'69 is gone.
In '84 we cry
We're moving on...

(2003)

I'm 99 for a moment.
Too old to go kill that Steve Bartman.
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways we got this far.

15, there's still time for you.
22, you've got chance, too.
33, go watch them play.
Cubs still throw it all away.

15, there's still time for you.
White Sox might be team to choose.
Hey, 15, Cub fan, heed my lesson, which is this:

You have only got 100 years to live.