Night Game

Lyrics

There were two men down
 And the score was tied
 In the bottom of the eighth
 When the pitcher died
 And they laid his spikes
 On the pitcher's mound
 And his uniform was torn
 And his number was left on the ground
 Then the night turned cold
 Colder than the moon
 The stars were white as bones
 The stadium was old
 Older than the screams
 Older than the teams
 There were three men down
 And the season lost
 And the tarpaulin was rolled
 Upon the winter frost
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 There were three men down
 And the season lost
 And the tarpaulin was rolled
 Upon the winter frost
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:57
Key
2
Tempo
108 BPM

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