Playing Right Field

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The first time I heard this song it touched me deeply. It still does. I suspect each of us has certain aspects of our lives that makes us feel like the kid out in right field. It's great to know you're not the only one. Thanks to John German for introducing me to this song.


Words and Music copyright Willie Welch 

Saturday summers when I was a kid 
We'd run to the school yard and here's what we did 
We'd pick out the captains, we'd choose up the teams 
It was always a measure of my self-esteem 
'Cause the strongest the fastest played shortstop and first 
The ones they picked last were the worst 
I never needed to ask it was sealed 
I just took up my place in right field 

Playing right field is easy you know 
You can be awkward, you can be slow 
That's why I'm here in right field 
Watching the dandelions grow 

Playing right field is lonely and dull 
Little leagues never have lefties that pull 
I'd dream of the day they'd hit one my way 
They never did but still I would pray 
That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run 
And not lose the ball in the sun 
Then I'd awake from this long reverie 
And pray that the ball never came out to 
me here in… 

Off in the distance the game's dragging on 
There're strikes on the batter, some runners are on 
I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score 
The whole team is yelling and I don't know what for 
Suddenly everyone's looking at me 
My mind has been wandering. What could it be? 
They point to the sky and I look up above 
And a baseball falls into my glove 

Playing right field, it's important you know 
You gotta know how to catch 
You gotta know how to throw 
That's why I'm here in right field 
Watching the dandelions grow