Verse 1:\u00a0 [C]\u00a0 Saturday summers when I was a [Am] kid,\u00a0 We’d [F] run to the school yard and [Dm] here’s what we did,\u00a0 We’d [F] pick out the captains and we’d [G] choose up the teams,\u00a0 It was [Am] always a measure of [G] my self [Dm] esteem.\u00a0 Cause the [F] fastest, the strongest played [Dm] shortstop and first,\u00a0 The last ones they picked were the [G] worst.\u00a0\u00a0 I [A#maj7] never needed to ask it was sealed. \u00a0 I just [F] took up my place in right [G7] field. <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Verse 2:\u00a0 Playing [C] right field can be [Am] lonely and dull,\u00a0\u00a0 [F] Little leagues never have [G] lefties that pull. \u00a0 I [F] dream of the day, when they [G] hit one my way,\u00a0 [F] They never did, but [G] still I would pray;\u00a0 That { CHORUS } – – – – –\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 CLICK SCROLL DOWN BUTTON HERE<\/span><\/span> <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n [solo break]\u00a0 – – – – Whistle – [C] Take me out to the [G] ballgame . . . [ PAUSE<\/strong> for effect – change in situation ]\u00a0 – – – – – Verse 3:\u00a0\u00a0 <\/strong>[C] Off in the distance, the [Am] game’s dragging on,\u00a0 There’s [G] strikes on the batter, some runners are on,\u00a0 I [F] don’t know the inning, I’ve for-[G] -gotten the score.\u00a0 The [Dm] whole team is yelling, and I [G] don’t know what for. \u00a0 [F]\u00a0 Suddenly everyone’s [Dm] looking at me,\u00a0 My [F] mind has been [G] wandering, [F] what could it [G7] be? \u00a0 They [Bbmaj7] point to the sky and I look up above,\u00a0 And the baseball falls into my [G7] glove.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n [ PAUSE – Hopefully clapping and cheering ] – – – – –\u00a0 <\/strong><\/span><\/span>[G7] [PROUDLY]\u00a0 Here in [C] right field, Its [Am] important you know, \u00a0 You gotta [F] know how to catch, you gotta [G] know how to throw,\u00a0\u00a0 That’s why [F] I’m here in right field,\u00a0 Just [G] watching the [G7] dandelions [C] grow.<\/span> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Peter, Paul & Mary Verse 1:\u00a0 [C]\u00a0 Saturday summers when I was a [Am] kid,\u00a0 We’d [F] run to the school yard and [Dm] here’s what we did,\u00a0 We’d [F] pick out the captains and we’d [G] choose up the teams,\u00a0 It was [Am] always a measure of [G] my … [ Start chorus hesitantly ]<\/span><\/span>
\n{ CHORUS } – – – – – [G7] Playing [C] right field, its [Am] easy you know,\u00a0\u00a0 [F] You can be awkward, [Dm] you can be slow,\u00a0 That’s why [F] I’m here in right field,\u00a0 Just [G] watching the dandelions [C] grow.\u00a0<\/span> <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/11\/BbMAJ7.jpg\")
[Dm] I’d make a fantastic [G] catch on the run,\u00a0 and [Dm] not lose the ball in the [G] sun.\u00a0\u00a0 And [Bbmaj7] then I’d awake from this long reverie, and [Dm] pray that the ball never [G] came out to me. <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n
\nThat’s why [F] I’m here in right field just [G] watching the dandelions [C] grow.
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