Michael Jordan Really Cared

There once played a Chicago Bull To spellbound fans, a stadium full His name was Michael Jordan He jumped above the rim so high It seemed his head might touch the sky His dunks were legend He made his team into world champs Impressed on it his signature stamp A fist-pump in the air Yet more than all the points he scored More than all the memories stored Jordan really cared He posed for photos with his fans He'd set aside his private plans He stayed humble He'd just show up, a huge surprise The kids would gape, wide-open eyes Their tongues a-jumble He'd play with them, and praise their moves Then thunder-dunk, as if to prove He's number one... The years have passed, yet we recall His majesty when he played ball -- And all the fun