a field to give

i all ways loved them days
the days the boys came to play
cuse them were the special days
i be gettin every thing just rite

i be cuttin every blade of grass
pullin the string reel tite
so i be linen the lines so nice
circle in the crease i check twice

when they be playin that anthem song
and all the folks be a standin
i be lookin across the playin field
all my work i just be checkin

i be watchin the games they play
i be watchin em tear up my field
seein all the lime on their back
seein my crease just disapear

and when the game be all over
folks be gone with out no trace
it be lookin like a war took place
and all my hard work now gone to waste

but i all ways loved them days
the days the boys came to play
to be playin on the field i made
a gift i could give them boys today.
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