This it is that transcends all dorking and all thinking and all being: it is opening day:
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.
Chorus: 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 centerfield.
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.
Chorus
Yeah! I got it, I got it!
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!
Regards,
Tom Watson
tjwatson1ATcomcastDOTnet (real email)