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Mr Baseball

You've been comin' to me live since I was six years old Part of almost every single summer that I've known You tell us when it's Miller Time and that was just a bit outside For almost fifty years and one hell of a ride Chorus: You must be sittin' in the front row Thank you for bringing us along We're all sittin' in the front row Get up get up get outta here gone Beer made this city famous and our team's named for it too But neither one would be as much fun if it weren't for you Come on out you boys and girls while there's still some daylight We'll roll out the barrel and make some memories tonight (Chorus) Some will say our pastime's day has been here and gone One hundred fifty years of history tells me that they're wrong So sons and fathers, moms and daughters let's all raise our glass And toast to Mr. Baseball and tell them to kiss our {EDIT} (Chorus) Opening Day - March 29, 2018

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