Goodman, Steve – Go Cubs Go lyrics

I miss old Steve tonight, I wish he was here today
With his corny jokes and his nervous smile,
He was the leukemia poster child
For 16 years or so, he was always on the go
With ax, voice, or lyrics, there were few peers
To our old Steve.
Arlo brought some fame when he sang about Steve's train
Steve would stand up on the stage and play his guitar,
With Mike, John or Jethro, just to fill his tip jar
That's not an easy thing to do? whether rock or folk or blues
Between the City Limits and the hospitals
For our old Steve

Through the summer or in the snow,
He would sing his, "Go, Cubs, Go!"
I knew I could never imitate his style
So I just sat in rapture like a little child
Up there in the lights, I watched him taking flight
But I wish I'd learned those chords that I wasn't watching
From our old Steve

I miss old Steve tonight, I know he'll be back some day,
Everyone who watched him knew that he was great
But his body only made it to 38
The Dutchman shed a tear
And the Cubs will win, some year
But in my heart, there will never be another
Like our old Steve