Saturday, December 9

We took turns a starin'
out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us,
and he began to speak...

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This one reminds me of George W.
Lyrics:


Little boy in a baseball hat
stands in the field
with his ball and bat

Says I am the greatest
player of them all
puts his bat on his shoulder
and tosses up his ball

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
the baseball falls to the ground

now the little boy doesn't say a word
picks up his ball he is undeterred
says i am the greatest there has ever been
and he grits his teeth
and he trys it again

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
and the baseball falls to the ground

he makes no excuses
he shows no fear
he just closes his eyes and listens to the cheers

little boy he adjusts his hat
picks up his ball
stares at his bat

says i am the greatest,
the game is on the line
and he gives his all one last time

and the ball goes up like the moon so bright
swings his bat with all his might
the world's is still, as still can be
and the baseball falls
and that's strike three.

now it's supper time and his mama calls
little boy starts home
with his bat and ball

says i am the greatest, that is a fact
but even i didn't know
i could pitch like that.

says i am the greatest, that is understood
but even i didn't know
i could pitch that good...

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