Right Field Lyrics
| Song | Right Field |
| Artist | Peter, Paul & Mary |
| Album | Peter, Paul & Mommy, Too [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Welch | |
| Saturday summers, when | |
| I was a kid | |
| We'd run to the schoolyard and here's what we did | |
| We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the teams | |
| It was always a measure of my self esteem' | |
| Cause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first | |
| The last ones they picked were the worst | |
| I never needed to ask, it was sealed | |
| I just took up my place in right field | |
| Playing right field, it's easy you know | |
| You can be awkward, you can be slow | |
| That's why | |
| I'm here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Playing right field can be lonely and dull | |
| Little leagues never have lefties that pull | |
| I'd dream of the day they'd hit one my way | |
| They never did, but still | |
| I would pray | |
| That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run | |
| And not lose the ball in the sun | |
| And then I'd awake from this long reverie | |
| And pray that the ball never came out to me | |
| Here in right field, it's easy you know | |
| You can be awkward and you can be slow | |
| That's why | |
| I'm here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Off in the distance the game's dragging on | |
| There's strikes on the batter, some runners are on | |
| I don't know the inning, | |
| I've forgotten the score | |
| The whole team is yelling and | |
| I don't know what for | |
| Then suddenly everyone's looking at me | |
| My mind has been wandering, "What could it be?" | |
| They point at the sky and | |
| I look up above | |
| And a baseball falls into my glove | |
| Here in right field, it's important you know | |
| You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw | |
| That's why | |
| I'm here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow |
| zuo ci : Welch | |
| Saturday summers, when | |
| I was a kid | |
| We' d run to the schoolyard and here' s what we did | |
| We' d pick out the captains and we' d choose up the teams | |
| It was always a measure of my self esteem' | |
| Cause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first | |
| The last ones they picked were the worst | |
| I never needed to ask, it was sealed | |
| I just took up my place in right field | |
| Playing right field, it' s easy you know | |
| You can be awkward, you can be slow | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Playing right field can be lonely and dull | |
| Little leagues never have lefties that pull | |
| I' d dream of the day they' d hit one my way | |
| They never did, but still | |
| I would pray | |
| That I' d make a fantastic catch on the run | |
| And not lose the ball in the sun | |
| And then I' d awake from this long reverie | |
| And pray that the ball never came out to me | |
| Here in right field, it' s easy you know | |
| You can be awkward and you can be slow | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Off in the distance the game' s dragging on | |
| There' s strikes on the batter, some runners are on | |
| I don' t know the inning, | |
| I' ve forgotten the score | |
| The whole team is yelling and | |
| I don' t know what for | |
| Then suddenly everyone' s looking at me | |
| My mind has been wandering, " What could it be?" | |
| They point at the sky and | |
| I look up above | |
| And a baseball falls into my glove | |
| Here in right field, it' s important you know | |
| You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow |
| zuò cí : Welch | |
| Saturday summers, when | |
| I was a kid | |
| We' d run to the schoolyard and here' s what we did | |
| We' d pick out the captains and we' d choose up the teams | |
| It was always a measure of my self esteem' | |
| Cause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first | |
| The last ones they picked were the worst | |
| I never needed to ask, it was sealed | |
| I just took up my place in right field | |
| Playing right field, it' s easy you know | |
| You can be awkward, you can be slow | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Playing right field can be lonely and dull | |
| Little leagues never have lefties that pull | |
| I' d dream of the day they' d hit one my way | |
| They never did, but still | |
| I would pray | |
| That I' d make a fantastic catch on the run | |
| And not lose the ball in the sun | |
| And then I' d awake from this long reverie | |
| And pray that the ball never came out to me | |
| Here in right field, it' s easy you know | |
| You can be awkward and you can be slow | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow | |
| Off in the distance the game' s dragging on | |
| There' s strikes on the batter, some runners are on | |
| I don' t know the inning, | |
| I' ve forgotten the score | |
| The whole team is yelling and | |
| I don' t know what for | |
| Then suddenly everyone' s looking at me | |
| My mind has been wandering, " What could it be?" | |
| They point at the sky and | |
| I look up above | |
| And a baseball falls into my glove | |
| Here in right field, it' s important you know | |
| You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw | |
| That' s why | |
| I' m here in right field | |
| Just watching the dandelions grow |
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