Boston Ball Game, 1967 Lyrics

	Hey when Well hello there baby
	the time comes if you hate it
	will you hate it so much
	won't you Why not leave it
	keep your head maybe try like me too?
	In the games We who were your fathers
	of the Have shared out all
	sunshine? tomorrows sunshine
	Well that Time is passing baby
	time has come if you let it
	and you it will make you
	can't do do what they want
	what you want Maybe be like them too
	now your mind Those who were our fathers
	is not Peer from inside their towers
	looking looking

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