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DIt's Asus4been a hardD hard yeGar, pusDhing Asus4shit up hiDll G
DBut sAsus4hit happensD all theG time and I gueCss it always wilDl
DNow tAsus4he days areD gettingG long, SumDmer'sAsus4 on it's Dway G
DAnd IAsus4 can't waitD for ChrGistmas time, beacuse the daCy after is BoxinDg Day
CAnd You'll kGnow where to fCind Dme, tCen rows back at the GM.C.G
CRight behDind the bowler's Garm D Asus4 D G
So leave your worries at the farm don't fret about the rain
Hold your credit at the store, bring the kids down on the train
Meet me on the Richmond side just outside the gate
I want to see the very first ball but no sweat if you're running late
'Cause you know where to find me, there's no place I'd rather be
Right behind the bowler's arm
And if we're lucky we might see, someone make a ton or slashing fifty
Yeah if we're lucky there might be, a bowling spell of sheer wizardry
But probably nothing much will happen at all
(Even if David Boon makes a century nothing much happens)
When the angels add my days and say my time is up
I'll say to them now hold on please there's one thing you forgot
I know each man must leave this world behind when he gets called
But we had a deal that you won't count the days I watched the bat & ball
And the angels, they'll know where to find me
There's no place I'd rather be
Right behind the bowlers
They'll know where to find me, ten rows back with sunburnt knees
Right behind the bowler's arm
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