1. Southpaw
(Words & Music By Michael Wendroff)
When you were just a kid
I know you had a dream
A very beautiful vision
Of the person you would be.
Did you get what you wanted?
A re you having fun?
Don't you think, it's kind of strange,
The people we've become?
You see, I was gonna pitch in the Big Leagues
I was gonna give 'em hell
I was gonna do it just to hear
The fans in the bleachers yell,
Come on Southpaw, come on Southpaw
Come on Southpaw... do it again
I had it planned so nicely
I was gonna rocket to fame
I'd be the greatest lefty,
Who ever played the game
My curve would leave 'em baffled
I'd hit .300 too
And all the kids would want to know
What brand of gum I chewed
You see, I was gonna pitch in the Big Leagues
I was gonna give 'em hell
I was gonna do it just to hear
The fans in the bleachers yell,
Come on Southpaw, come on Southpaw
Come on Southpaw... do it again
We all had our ambitions
Different things that we wanted to do
But sometimes you know, that destiny
Has its own plans for you.
You see I was gonna pitch in the Big Leagues
I was gonna give 'em hell
I was gonna do it just to hear
The fans in the bleachers yell,
Come on Southpaw, come on Southpaw
Come on Southpaw... do it again.
Come on Southpaw, come on Southpaw
Come on Southpaw... do it again.