I first saw him on a baseball card in '48,
played for the Dodgers, Robinson was his name.
Amongst the jeers played second base,
hitting, fielding, and stealing bases was his game.
His skin was black,
so most thought his chances were slim.
From that first time he stepped to the plate,
I wanted to be black just like him.
He played hard in his own quiet way,
with jeers gone cheers he received.
Respect on and off the field,
made Mr. Rickey smile as he always believed.
Like baseball, politics today has changed,
with a game now all can play.
Thanks to Jackie, men of all race.
can live in the whitehouse today.