Album: Charlie Peacock
Man, I love that Dizzy Dean movie
It's like I'm eight years old again
Sure, I drew two St. Louis Cardinals
On an old white shirt I had
I strutted round and round
Accompanied by the sound
Of a hardball against a white stucco house
And kissing Laurie lemonade
Inside the bushes of make-believe
I only prayed on Sundays then
Call it work or call it play
It was all we had on any summer day
Sugar my tea, momma, make it sweet
Keep me cool in the August heat
Send me a friend
That won't burn me with matches
Won't stay in his room all day
And make up a name
For this welcome apprentice
And send him along my way
I strutted round and round
Accompanied by the sound
Of a hardball against a white stucco house
And kissing Laurie lemonade
Inside the bushes of make-believe
I only prayed on Sundays then
Call it work or call it play
It was all we had on any summer day
Sugar my tea, momma, make it sweet
Keep me cool in the August heat
Sugar my tea, momma, make it sweet
Keep me cool in the August heat
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