Luyện nghe bài hát Right Field

Saturday summers, I was a kid
We'd run to the schoolyard and here's we did
We'd out the captains and we'd choose up the teams
It was always a measure of my self

the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first
The last ones they picked the worst
I never needed to ask, it was
I took up my place in right field

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

Playing right field can be lonely and
leagues never have lefties that pull
I'd of the day they'd hit one my way
They never did, but I would pray

That I'd make a fantastic on the run
And not the ball in the sun
And then I'd awake this long reverie
And pray that the never came out to me

Here in right field, it's you know
You can be and you can be slow
That's why I'm here in field
Just watching the dandelions

Off in the distance the dragging on
strikes on the batter, some runners are on
I don't know the inning, I've the score
The whole team is yelling and I don't what for

Then everyone's looking at me
My mind has wandering, "What could it be?"
They at the sky and I look up above
And a baseball falls into my

Here in right field, it's you know
You gotta how to catch, you gotta know how to throw
That's why I'm here in right
Just watching the dandelions