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This town ain't big, this town ain't small.
It's a little of both they say.
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A.
We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall.
We do the wave all by ourself.
Hang off, a blind man could've made that call.
Chorus
We like beer flat as can be.
We like our dogs with mustard and relish.
We got a great pitcher what's his name.
Well we can't even spell it.
We don't worry about the pennant much.
We just like to see the boys hit it deep.
There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats.
The game was close, we'll call it a win.
Go off to toast the boys again.
That local band is back in town.
They got a kinda minor league sound.
They're not that bad, they're not that good.
But all in all it's understood.
We wanna dance, they wanna play.
We wouldn't have it any other way.
Chorus
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Now the majors called up oh what's his name.
And one more buildin' rises come.
And suddenly we're all grown up.
And this old town not quite so small.
But I'll always miss the middle size town.
In the middle of the middle-west.
With no name pitchers and local bands,
and mustard and relish and all the rest.
Chorus
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This town ain't big
This town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league
But at least it's triple A
We sit below the Marlboro Man
Above the right field wall
We do the wave all by ourself
Hey, ump a blind man could have made that call
Chorus:
We like our beer flat as can be
We like our dogs with mustard and relish
We got a great pitcher whats-his-name
Well, we can't even spell it
We don't worry 'bout the penet much
We just like to see the boys hit it deep
There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats
The game was close, we'll call it a win
Go off to toast the boys again
That local band is back in town
They got a kind of minor league sound
They're not that bad
They're not that good
But all in all it's understood
We wanna dance
They wanna play
We wouldn't have it any other way
Chorus:
Well the Major's called up ole whats-his-name
And one more building rises tall
And suddenly we're all grown up
And this ole town ain't quite so small
But I'll always miss the middle size town
In the middle of the middle west
And no name pitchers
And local bands
And mustard
And relish
And all the rest
Chorus
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"And he hits it and it's going, going, it could be..yeah! It's a home run!"
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