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Jack Roosevelt "Jackie" Robinson (January 31, 1919 – October 24, 1972) was an American baseball player who became the first black Major League Baseball (MLB) player of the modern era. Robinson broke the baseball color line when he debuted with the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1947. As the first black man to play in the major leagues since the 1880s, he was instrumental in bringing an end to racial segregation in professional baseball, which had relegated black players to the Negro leagues for six decades. The example of his character and unquestionable talent challenged the traditional basis of segregation, which then marked many other aspects of American life, and contributed significantly to the Civil Rights Movement.
In addition to his cultural impact, Robinson had an exceptional baseball career. Over ten seasons, he played in six World Series and contributed to the Dodgers' 1955 World Championship. He was selected for six consecutive All-Star Games from 1949 to 1954, was the recipient of the inaugural MLB Rookie of the Year Award in 1947, and won the National League Most Valuable Player Award in 1949—the first black player so honored. Robinson was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1962. In 1997, Major League Baseball retired his uniform number, 42, across all major league teams.
Chorus
Come with me to Pasadena.
Today at ten we will arrive.
I have been in Pasadena
for a great deal of my life.
Come with me to Pasadena,
if you wanna have some fun.
Watch the dancing senoritas
in the heat of the sun.
Verse
When I woke up today,
I heard someone say:
"Girl, it's raining and they're expecting snow".
And this morning I knew,
what I had to do:
Take the next plane and finally go.
Verse
We are going to Greece,
take a trip to Paris.
To escape from the stress and the strain.
Saving money each day,
there must be a way.
Oh you railway station!
Oh you Pullman Train!
There's my reservation
For my destination,
Far beyond the western plains
To see my home in Pasadena.
Home where grass is greener
Where honeybees
Hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze.
I'm gonna see a home-sweet-homer
And there I'll settle down
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
Where honeybees hum melodies
And orange trees scent the breeze.
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
(whistling)
Home home home home in Pasadena,
Home home home home where grass is greener.
Where the little bees, they hum melodies,
And orange trees scent the breeze.
I'm gonna be a home-sweet-homer
And right there I'll settle down
Beneath the palms
In someone's arms
In Pasadena town.
I've been taking so much care of her, and I'm sick.
Now who takes care of me, oh
I've been thinking maybe I should jump in the sink
And swim right down the drain whole
Ask me if I'm sick and I will lie,
I'm a mess, but I'll tell you about it later
Broken on the side of the road, and the light
It's hard to keep her under the light
I've been trying to get it off my mind, but I can't fight it no more
Let's move to Pasadena
We'll have time to get with Caroline
My friend for four years or more
Then onto Catalina
I've been taking so much care of her, and I'm scared
I can't see through these pages
Broken on the side of the road, and the light
It's hard to keep her under the light
I've been taking so much care of her, and I'm scared
hold on before you break me
give me one more chance
maybe i don't deserve it
but give me one more chance
to prove my to love you
you can exist in a world without being a part of the world
and somehow that's comforting when you're not where you want to be
but time it is a living thing
i wonder what today will bring
i wonder what the stars will have in store for us
if you hold on before you wake me
let me dream a dream
as unlikely as it seems
you can exist in a world without being a part of the world
and somehow that's comforting when you're not where you want to be
but faith, it is a knowing thing
relinquish all control of things
and submit yourself to loving in the highest light
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Where the dirt track meets the highway
And there aint no time at all
Just a world movin forward
On a big black motored crawl
And the drivers in their Chevrolettes
Aint got no time at all
To find no lonely hikers way
Its when I wanna say
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh just to find some air thats kind of cleaner
Pasadena town is where Im goin
Why did they cut Beales Rise
To stage coach through Newhall
For a Mustang pony car
To muss up City Hall
Now theres a long freeway
Where the desert used to be
And theres no way that you can hike it
Ooh youll see
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh just to find some air thats kind of cleaner
Pasadena town is where Im goin
Do,do,do,do,do,do do
Do,do,do,do,do,do do
Pasadena town is where Im goin
There aint no other town that I call home
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh Its such a long, long way to Pasadena
Oh no my car wont start