It was a Sunday at Fenway
We gave a standing ovation 'cause we just lost the heart and soul of Red Sox Nation

I'm Gonna Miss Youk every day, every day he doesn't play
I'm gonna miss that bald-headed dude
I'm gonna miss Youk and his dedication to the game
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve

In his first game he went deep
Then he started hitting in his sleep
He wore a goatee to show the other teams
He was tough though he was born in Greece
In wagged is bat strangely over his head
His hands were too far apart and his legs instead
Were too close together, don't try that at home kids,
It's the weirdest stance ever

I'm Gonna Miss Youk every day, every day he doesn't play
I'm gonna miss that bald-headed dude
I'm gonna miss Youk and his dedication to the game
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve

He played through broken bones
He wouldn't let Francona ever sit him on the bench
He knew the strike zone and if you called him out on a ball
He'd bite off your head
I'm sure he's a wicked nice guy
But I'd be terrified to ever look him in the eye
If we were in a fight
Which I would never try
Cause I could never stay mad at Youk

and

I'm Gonna Miss Youk at third base, diving hard into the dirt
I'm gonna miss that red zero and two
I'm gonna miss Youk and the way he played the game yeah
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve
You can change the color of your sox but not the heart on your sleeve