Right Field

(início)

Intro:(if you slide a C chord to the 5th then play it at 3rd 2nd fret its kinda like it)
G   C   G   C   Am   D
Verse 1:
G        D            Em
Saturday summers when I was a kid,
      C                         Am             D
We'd run to the school yard and here's what we did,
     C            D                C             D
We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the teams,
       G        D          Em
It was always a measure of my self esteem.
          C                             Am
Cause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first,
    Am                             D
The last ones they picked were the worst.
F
I never needed to ask it was sealed
       D                        D7
I just took up my place in right field.
Chorus:
D7  C   G                Em        G
Playing right field, its easy you know,
C                   Am         D
You can be awkward, you can be slow,
           C           D
That's why I'm here in right field,
     C            D          G           C G
Just watching the dandelions grow.
Verse 2:
        G                  Em
Playing right field can be lonely and dull,
C                                      D
Little leagues never have lefties that pull,
  C            D              C          D
I dream of the day, when they hit one my way,
G          D         Em
They never did, but still I would pray,
     C                    Am
That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run,
    C            Am          D
And not lose the ball in the sun.
    F
And then I'd awake from this long reverie,
    D
And pray that the ball never came out to me.
Chorus:
D7   C  G                Em       G
Here in right field, its easy you know,
C                   Am         D
You can be awkward, you can be slow,
           C           D
That's why I'm here in right field,
     C            D          G        C G
Just watching the dandelions grow.
[solo break] G C G C A D G C D E...........?
Verse 3:
G                        Em
Off in the distance, the game's dragging on,
        C                           Am          D
There's strikes on the batter, some runners are on,
  C              D            C             D
I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score.
    G             D              Em
The whole team is yelling, and I don't know what for.
C                   Am
Suddenly everyone's looking at me,
   C             D         C             D7
My mind has been wandering, what could it be?
     F
They point to the sky and I look up above,
        D                      D7
And the baseball falls into my glove!
D7   C  G                Em            D
Here in right field, Its important you know,
          C           D                C           D7
You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw,
           C                 D
That's why I'm here in right field,
     C            D          G          C G
Just watching the dandelions grow.