Here Lies Carl Mays Songtext
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Here Lies Carl Mays Songtext
It′s so peaceful here in the Riverview Graveyard
And sometimes it felt that way out in the green ball field
And life can take a turn right before your eyes
And you know you'll never be the same again
Chappy was a favorite son, called a ′Prince' by everyone
But he couldn't hit me a lick and he′d tell you so
When he squared to one again, I submarined it up and then
He was leaning out over the plate and he just froze
I wasn′t trying to hurt anyone
But now it's all so said and done
And I wish that killer pitch never left my hand
It was never far from my mind but the next year I went 27 and 9
Hit 343 and we won the Yank′s first flag
Still people didn't like me, accused me of being on the tick in the Series
I pitched three complete games with an ERA of 1.73
In ′28, Ray's wife died, suspected it was suicide
And the daughter he never saw passed in ′29
And the very ball I threw that day, 30 years later, it was put into play
Took a bad hop and smashed some poor kid in the eye
I wasn't trying to hurt anyone
But now it's all so said and done
And I wish that killer pitch never left my hand
Now it′s so peaceful here in the Riverview Graveyard
And sometimes it felt that way out in the green ball field
And life can take a turn right before your eyes
And you know you′ll never be the same again
And sometimes it felt that way out in the green ball field
And life can take a turn right before your eyes
And you know you'll never be the same again
Chappy was a favorite son, called a ′Prince' by everyone
But he couldn't hit me a lick and he′d tell you so
When he squared to one again, I submarined it up and then
He was leaning out over the plate and he just froze
I wasn′t trying to hurt anyone
But now it's all so said and done
And I wish that killer pitch never left my hand
It was never far from my mind but the next year I went 27 and 9
Hit 343 and we won the Yank′s first flag
Still people didn't like me, accused me of being on the tick in the Series
I pitched three complete games with an ERA of 1.73
In ′28, Ray's wife died, suspected it was suicide
And the daughter he never saw passed in ′29
And the very ball I threw that day, 30 years later, it was put into play
Took a bad hop and smashed some poor kid in the eye
I wasn't trying to hurt anyone
But now it's all so said and done
And I wish that killer pitch never left my hand
Now it′s so peaceful here in the Riverview Graveyard
And sometimes it felt that way out in the green ball field
And life can take a turn right before your eyes
And you know you′ll never be the same again
Writer(s): Scott Lewis Mc Caughey, Scott Lewis Mccaughey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com