Ball game organ sound play on guitar
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Guitar riff with intro chords 2x
  C            F          Am        G
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C                F          C          F            C        F         C
This town ain't big  This town ain't small It's a little of both they say
     F                                                     G
Our ball club may be minor-league But at least it's triple A 
C            F        C       F     C         F          Am        
  We sit be-low the Marlboro man  Above the right-field wall
Am                 F                                                     G
We do the wave all by ourselves  "Hey Ump, a blind man coulda made that call!" 

CHORUS

(G)          C                  F                           C         F    C   
We like our beer as flat as can be  We like our dogs with mustard and re-lish
G                            C                    F              F    C   F C
We've got a great pitcher, what's his name  Well, we can't even spell it
G                           C                    F                           Am
We don't worry about the pennants much  We just like to see the boys hit it deep
AM                        F               G    C    F  Am G  C F Am G
There's nothing like the view from the cheap seats 


C              F        C        F      C       F               C 
The game was close We call it a win Go off to toast the boys again
      F                                                              G
That local band is back in town They've got a kind of minor-league sound 
         C        F           C         C              F               Am
They're not that bad They're not that good But all in all, it's under-stood
Am                                         F                        G
We want to dance, they want to play  We wouldn't have it any other way 

Go to chorus, lead, "cheap seats", to third verse



          C      F          C          F        C         F             C  
Now the majors call up old what's his name And one more building rises tall
       F                                                           G
And suddenly we're all grown up And this old town's not quite so small
     C           F         C           F            C              F    Am
But I'll always miss the middle-size towns  In the middle of the middle West
Am                                           F                              G 
With no name pitchers and local bands  And mustard and relish and all the rest 

Go to chorus, "Cheap Seats"  "He hits it it's going going going yeah-eah  It's 
a home run" "Cheap Seats"