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think of hot summer days, blue skies, green grass, summer games, and tall flowers growing
THEME FROM "A SUMMER PLACE"
words by Mack Discant, music by Max Steiner
BROTHER LOVE’S TRAVELING SALVATION SHOW
Written by Neil Diamond
IN THE SUMMER TIME
by Mungo Jerry
IN THE GOOD OLD SUMMER TIME
Nat King Cole
FIELDS OF GOLD
by Sting
KOKOMO
Beach Boys
MACARTHURS PARK (Richard Harris version)
Jimmy Webb
RIGHT FIELD (Where the Dandelions Grow)
Peter, Paul, and Mary
Saturday summers, when I was a kid
We’d run to the schoolyard and here’s what we did
We’d pick out the captains and we’d choose up the teams
It was always a measure of my self esteem
Cuz the fastest, the strongest, played shortstop and first
The last ones they picked were the worst
I never needed to ask, it was sealed,
I just took up my place in right field.
Playing...
Chorus:
Right field, it’s easy, you know.
You can be awkward and you can be slow
That’s why I’m here in right field
Just watching the dandelions grow
Playing right field can be 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
And then I’d awake from this long reverie
And pray that the ball never came out to me
Here in...
(chorus)
Off in the distance, the game’s dragging on,
There’s 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.
Then suddenly everyone’s looking at me
My mind has been wandering; what could it be?
They point at the sky and I look up above
And a baseball falls into my glove!
Here in 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, just watching the dandelions grow!
LETTER FROM CAMP GRANADA
Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh.
Here I am at Camp Granada.
Camp is very entertaining,
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking with Joe Spivey.
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Leonard Skinner?
He go tomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counsellors hate the waiters,
And the lake has alligators.
And the head coach wants no sissies,
So he reads to us from something called Ulyssies.
I don't want that this should scare ya
But my bunk mate has malaria.
You remember Jeffrey Hardy?
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh Muddah, Fadduh.
Take me home, I hate Granada.
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear!
Take me home.
I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay!
I've been here one whole day!
Dearest Fadduh, Darling Muddah
How's my precious little brodduh?
Let me come home, if you miss me.
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute! It stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming, Guys are sailing,
Playing baseball. Gee, that's bettah.
Muddah, Fadduh, kindly disregard this lettah!
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