Reginald

Sun going down, the stadium bright

Waiting for the pitch in the fading light

Walking the concourse, keeping the pace

Watching the runner head for base

Reginald, you taught me the score

Always coming back for more

Just a kid and a steady guide

Sitting in the bleachers, side by side

From the Dodger games under the stadium lights

To the Sunday mornings making everything right

You showed me faith and you showed me love

Looking out at the field, looking up above

I'm so grateful for the times we've had

Thank you, Reginald, for being my dad

Sunday morning, the wooden pews

Trading in the Dodger blues

For a quiet hour and a gentle hymn

When the morning light came pouring in

You didn't need to preach or shout

You showed me what faith was all about

Just standing there, tall and true

I learned how to live by watching you

From the Dodger games under the stadium lights

To the Sunday mornings making everything right

You showed me faith and you showed me love

Looking out at the field, looking up above

I'm so grateful for the times we've had

Thank you, Reginald, for being my dad

The seasons turn and the innings fade

But I stand on the strong foundation you laid

Whether cheering a run or bowing our heads

I carry the memories and the words you said

Through the wins and the losses, you stayed the same

A quiet strength in a noisy game

From the Dodger games under the stadium lights

To the Sunday mornings making everything right

You showed me faith and you showed me love

Looking out at the field, looking up above

I'm so grateful for the times we've had

Thank you, Reginald, for being my dad

Yeah, thank you for being my dad