Walking on the sidewalk, roundball under my arm
   Everybody knows how you play is who you are
   Walking down the road, looking for a game or two
   The real moves come through, no matter what they're gonna do
   It's down to you
  
   Take me to the old playground
   Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
   Take me to the old playground
   Where the talk is cheap
   And the restless stalk the baseline
  
   The old sage frowns, he says just pass it on around
   But all-world junior's pulling up from downtown
   For some it's a way out, for some it's a way in
   Most of us don't even care
   We're just looking for another gym to get in
  
   Take me to the old playground
   Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
   Take me to the old playground
   Where some play from dreams
   And the rest just play for pride
  
   The old man said stop running with those boys
   But they know what to do and their folks don't mind the noise
   Say hey now, everybody's gonna get along
   Just call your own foul when you break the rules
   If you make it, take it, so make your move
  
   Take me to the old playground
   Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
   Take me to the old playground
   Where the talk is cheap
   And the restless stalk the baseline