Song | The Cheap Seats |
Artist | Alabama |
Album | Cheap Seats |
作词 : Hummon, Sharp | |
This town ain't big, this town ain't small. | |
It's a little of both they say. | |
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A. | |
We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall. | |
We do the wave all by ourself. | |
Hey ump, a blind man could've made that call. | |
Chorus | |
We like beer flat as can be. | |
We like our dogs with mustard and relish. | |
We got a great pitcher what's his name. | |
Well we can't even spell it. | |
We don't worry about the pennant much. | |
We just like to see the boys hit it deep. | |
There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats. | |
The game was close, we'll call it a win. | |
Go off to toast the boys again. | |
That local band is back in town. | |
They got a kinda minor league sound. | |
They're not that bad, they're not that good. | |
But all in all it's understood. | |
We wanna dance, they wanna play. | |
We wouldn't have it any other way. | |
Chorus | |
Cheap seats | |
Now the majors called up oh what's his name. | |
And one more buildin' rises come. | |
And suddenly we're all grown up. | |
And this old town not quite so small. | |
But I'll always miss the middle size town. | |
In the middle of the middle-west. | |
With no name pitchers and local bands, | |
and mustard and relish and all the rest. | |
Chorus | |
Cheap seats |
zuò cí : Hummon, Sharp | |
This town ain' t big, this town ain' t small. | |
It' s a little of both they say. | |
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it' s triple A. | |
We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall. | |
We do the wave all by ourself. | |
Hey ump, a blind man could' ve made that call. | |
Chorus | |
We like beer flat as can be. | |
We like our dogs with mustard and relish. | |
We got a great pitcher what' s his name. | |
Well we can' t even spell it. | |
We don' t worry about the pennant much. | |
We just like to see the boys hit it deep. | |
There' s nothing like the view from the cheap seats. | |
The game was close, we' ll call it a win. | |
Go off to toast the boys again. | |
That local band is back in town. | |
They got a kinda minor league sound. | |
They' re not that bad, they' re not that good. | |
But all in all it' s understood. | |
We wanna dance, they wanna play. | |
We wouldn' t have it any other way. | |
Chorus | |
Cheap seats | |
Now the majors called up oh what' s his name. | |
And one more buildin' rises come. | |
And suddenly we' re all grown up. | |
And this old town not quite so small. | |
But I' ll always miss the middle size town. | |
In the middle of the middlewest. | |
With no name pitchers and local bands, | |
and mustard and relish and all the rest. | |
Chorus | |
Cheap seats |