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relief pitcher (leave it on the field)
the garages
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I don't do it for glory or women or pay
I throw out of spite for the triple a
I throw for the soul of the USA
And I'll throw 'til I'm put in the ground
Two outs, bottom of twelve
Runner on second, lefty from hell
So send me up, so sound the alarm
A ball in my glove, and hate in my arm
Grip my weapon between the seams
I don't have long left on this team
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
I'm playing angry, let fly like a gun
They don't move a muscle
Ump calls ball one
If this were five years ago
I'd be up there in his face
Now, I grind my heel into the dirt
He knows I know my place
Every face in the dugout a mask of death
I curse them all with my dying breath
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Ball two ball three
And my shoulder starts to crack
Fire down my arm
Vision fades to black
In the dark I am a rookie
All limber and strong
Good god above, where did I go wrong?
Wind up for my final stand
Hear something pop as it leaves my hand
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Like a sinker my heart breaks fast and low
She strides to first and down I go
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Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
Never yield, never yield
Leave it on the field
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