I'm Just a Little Boy...

I'm just a little boy
Barely 4 feet tall
The thing I like to do most
Is play baseball.

When I'm on the field,
I can run and jump and shout.
And you can rest assured
I'll play my heart out.

I'll play and play as hard as I can,
Even though I'm not a full grown man.
Now I'm up at bat, and I'm there all alone
Mom and dad can't help me now,

I gotta do this on my own.

I'm gonna try and hit that ball all on my own,
My teammates are counting on me

to bring them home.
But it just doesn't happen, not on this day,
And then I hear a parent yell,

"Get that little boy outta there, he can't play. "


And as I stand there feeling totally crushed,
The tears fill my eyes in a great big rush
And they won't stop no matter how hard I try,
And all I can do is cry and cry and cry.


And then my coach tells me,

"Don't worry little buddy, it's just a game."
And I say to him,

"Then tell that to the parent who just yelled my name."


And then all the sudden,
The game isn't fun anymore.
Not like it was before.
No matter what the score.

So parents please remember on game day,
We are only out there to have fun and play.
But most of all remember no matter what's my name,
All of us on the field, we're all the same.


No matter if my name is Billy, John, Allen or Roy,
I'm still just a little boy.