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John Cale

Casey At The Bat

 

Casey At The Bat

(专辑: Even Cowgirls Get The Blues - 1987)


There is no joy in Muddville
Casey sold 'em out
They're running around on a Saturday night
He's nowhere to be found
Could it be he started the game at last
But where did he, where did he go
O, Casey, won't you go

There's something wrong with Casey
He should have been back here bey three
But nobody got the call
It was too bad, but there was nothing we could see
Cause Casey, Casey, Casey
They'd come to see old Casey run
Be he's hanging 'round a whole other town
Poor old Casey, why did you run
They're telling the people that you're breaking down
They're telling the people that you're breaking down

That son of a bitch, that son of a bitch
He lets us down
He tried to get the mail and his team off
To come round and teach him how
But Casey, Casey, Casey
He just run in the number one car
He just run and run and run in front off the car
They're telling the people that you're breaking down
They're telling the people that you're breaking down

Casey don't run, Casey don't run no more
Casey don't run, Casey don't run no more
Your don't run, 'cause you're a coward
Why don't you just give up

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