Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today! We're born again, there's new grass on the field. A-roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man; Anyone can understand the way I feel.
Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench; You know I took some lumps when the Mighty Casey struck out. So Say Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio; Don't say "it ain't so", you know the time is now.
Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes; You know I think it's time to give this game a ride. Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun;(pop) It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye!
Oh, put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today; Put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today; Look at me, I can be [behind the plate].
Crouching low, I sing the blues
The aches are now a part of me
Blocking home, I sing the blues
0, the aches are now a part of me
Bruises, bumps, scrapes [and dirt cookies]
Have worn me down, can't you see?
2 comments:
Nice song references...I never tire of John Fogerty and I just saw Don Henley sing Boys of Summer at the Eagles concert last night. Cute post.
Brock is getting so tall and grown up! Man! Time flies!!!
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