The Knuckleball Suite

	作曲 : Mulvey
	It's a warm summer evening, I can just hear the Knuckleball Suite
	The clover hums along, the little rain clouds are finding their feet
	This town is a talisman-it is a vanishing breed
	And its song is a first chair viola lost in the weeds
	Billy C is drinking Sandeman port down at the old cafe
	The river goes by slow-the river likes it that way
	Sal is barefoot in the backyard calling out to that star above the pines
	And for once that star answers, says, "Sal, you are the wine."
	That Franklin is the ace, the third twin, he is a wily sport
	He's gain' down the old cafe, sit with Bill and drink Sandeman port
	It's a warm summer evening, I can just hear the Knuckleball Suite
	The clover hums along, these summer evenings are where we used to meet
	These warm summer evenings are where we once and again shall all meet

	zuò qǔ : Mulvey
	It' s a warm summer evening, I can just hear the Knuckleball Suite
	The clover hums along, the little rain clouds are finding their feet
	This town is a talismanit is a vanishing breed
	And its song is a first chair viola lost in the weeds
	Billy C is drinking Sandeman port down at the old cafe
	The river goes by slowthe river likes it that way
	Sal is barefoot in the backyard calling out to that star above the pines
	And for once that star answers, says, " Sal, you are the wine."
	That Franklin is the ace, the third twin, he is a wily sport
	He' s gain' down the old cafe, sit with Bill and drink Sandeman port
	It' s a warm summer evening, I can just hear the Knuckleball Suite
	The clover hums along, these summer evenings are where we used to meet
	These warm summer evenings are where we once and again shall all meet