Eddie Vedder's Chicago Cubs Song

With my beloved Chicago Cubs about to go into the playoffs, I am filled with excitement and dread. We all know the story about how the Cubs are cursed. Growing up in Chicago, I have had my heart broken so many times by them that I find it hard to believe this could really be the year.

Well, fellow born and raised Chicagoan Eddie Vedder apparently doesn't share my pessimism. At the request of Cubs legend Ernie Banks, Vedder wrote and recorded a hopeful Cubs tune called "All the Way" at a recent show at Chicago's Auditorium Theater. It's getting radio play in Chi-Town and apparently it will be available on the Pearl Jam website soon.

As someone who watched that Wrigley Field scoreboard many times as a kid, this song honestly brings tears to my eyes. It captures the hopes and dreams that true Cub fans have in their blood. Let's just hope 2008 is finally THE year!

You can hear the song here. Enjoy:
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"All the Way" Lyrics:

Yeah, don’t let them say that it’s just a game.
Well, I’ve seen other teams and it is never the same.
When you go to Chicago, you’re blessed and you’re healed, The first time you walk into Wrigley Field.

Heroes with pinstripes and heroes in blue, Give us the chance to feel like heroes do.
Whether we’ll win and if we should lose, we know Someday we’ll go all the way.
Yeah, someday we’ll go all the way.

We are one with the Cubs, with the Cubs we’re in love.
Hold our heads tall as the underdogs.
We are not fairweather, but farweather fans.
Like brothers in arms, in the suites and the stands.
There’s magic in the Ivy and the old score board.
The same one I stared at as a kid keeping score.
In a world full of greed, we could never want more.
Someday we’ll go all the way.
Yeah, someday we’ll go all the way.

Here’s to the men and the legends we’ve known.
Giving us faith and giving us hope.
United we stand and united we’ll fall
Down to our knees the day we win it all.
Yeah Ernie Banks said, “oh, let’s play two”.
I think he meant two hundred years.
Playing at Wrigley, our diamond, our jewel.
The home of our joy and our fears.
Keeping traditions, and wishes anew,
The place where our grandfathers’ fathers they grew.
The spiritual feeling if I ever knew.
And when the day comes for that last winning run, and I’m crying and covered with beer.
I look to the sky and know I was right today.
Someday we’ll go all the way.
Yeah, someday we’ll go all the way.