I Can Still Steal A Base Anytime

I Don't Think I Ever Got Proper Credit About Being Smart About The Game.

The Only Name On My Birth Certificate Was Henley, No First Name.

Rickey Got A Big Ranch. Rickey Got A Big Bull. Rickey Got Horses. Rickey Got Chickens And Everything. And Rickey Got A 20-gallon Hat.

People Always Ask Me Why I Still Want To Play, But I Want To Know Why No One Will Give Me An Opportunity. It's Like They Put A Stamp On Me: 'hall Of Fame. You're Done. That's It.' It's A Goddamn Shame.

You Never Had The Opportunity To Play With Some Of The Great Ballplayers, But Being That Close Around Them, And Being In The Same Category, Was A Great Feeling, To Feel That Vibe Of All The Best Players Who Played The Game.