You know, I don't regret one minute that I spent with my kids
I guess it was one of the best things that I ever did
And I don't begrudge a day I spent trying to meet their needs
Unless it was that year I volunteered to coach the Little League
I remember batting practice, I put a baseball on a string
And I told this kid, "When I nod my head, haul off and hit that thing"
Gotta give him credit, he did exactly what I said
'Cause the second that I nodded, he hit me in the head
Oh, pitch and catch and hit and run, now how hard can it be?
But if you think it's just a game, you're wrong as you can be
I never had a harder job, more stress and more fatigue
Than the year I volunteered to coach the Little League
Well, we lost the season opener and then games two and three
Nobody could seem to hit the ball and it was sitting on a tee
Then my kid finally hit a little dribbler in the dirt
And you know, I think he could have beat it out, if he'd only run towards first
Then I told my wife, "I'm quittin', 'cause every game's the same
They whine and cry and fuss and fight and argue and complain"
And she said, "Well, well, why don't you just call their parents? Maybe they can help you out"
I said, "Honey, you don't seem to understand, it's the parents I'm talking about"
Oh, pitch and catch and hit and run, now how hard can it be?
Yeah, but if you think it's just a game, you're wrong as you can be
I never had a harder job, more stress and more fatigue
Than the year I volunteered to coach the Little League
I guess it was one of the best things that I ever did
And I don't begrudge a day I spent trying to meet their needs
Unless it was that year I volunteered to coach the Little League
I remember batting practice, I put a baseball on a string
And I told this kid, "When I nod my head, haul off and hit that thing"
Gotta give him credit, he did exactly what I said
'Cause the second that I nodded, he hit me in the head
Oh, pitch and catch and hit and run, now how hard can it be?
But if you think it's just a game, you're wrong as you can be
I never had a harder job, more stress and more fatigue
Than the year I volunteered to coach the Little League
Well, we lost the season opener and then games two and three
Nobody could seem to hit the ball and it was sitting on a tee
Then my kid finally hit a little dribbler in the dirt
And you know, I think he could have beat it out, if he'd only run towards first
Then I told my wife, "I'm quittin', 'cause every game's the same
They whine and cry and fuss and fight and argue and complain"
And she said, "Well, well, why don't you just call their parents? Maybe they can help you out"
I said, "Honey, you don't seem to understand, it's the parents I'm talking about"
Oh, pitch and catch and hit and run, now how hard can it be?
Yeah, but if you think it's just a game, you're wrong as you can be
I never had a harder job, more stress and more fatigue
Than the year I volunteered to coach the Little League
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