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Overture: Six Months Out Of Every Year - Damn Yankees Ensemble (Film)/Shannon Bolin

When we met in nineteen thirty eight

It was November

When I said that I would be his mate

It was December

I reasoned he would be the greatest husband

That a girl had ever found

That's what I reasoned

That's what I reasoned

Then April rolled around

Strike three ball four walk a run'll tie the score

Yer blind Ump

Yer blind Ump

Ya mus' be out a yer mind Ump

Six months out of every year

I might as well be made of stone

Six months out of every year when I'm with him

I'm alone

Six months out of every year

He doesn't take me anywhere

Six months out of every year when I play cards

Solitaire

The other six months out of every year

We are hardly ever seen apart

But then the Washington Senators

Take over my place in his heart

Six months out of every year

I might as well be wearing crepe

Life is just an awful bore

From which I find no escape

Six months out of every year

Strike three ball four walk a run'll tie the score

Fly balldouble play

Yankees win again today

Those damn Yankees

Why can't we beat 'em

He's out he's safe

He's out he's safe

He's out he's safe

He's out

Yer blind Ump

Yer blind Ump

Ya must be out a yer mind Ump

Six months out of every year

He lives by the television set

He's out he's safe he's out

If you see that man of mine

How does he look

I forget

Lets go

Six months out of every year

We know there is no other dame

He's out he's safe he's out

If he isn't home by six

It's six to one

There's a game

Lets go

Six months out of every year

When we cook for them it never pays

Aahh

Instead of praising our ghoulash

They're appraising the plays of Willie Mays

He's out he's safe

He's out he's safe

He's out he's safe he's out

Strike three ball four walk a run'll tie the score

Fly ball double play

Yankees win again today

Life is just an awful bore

From which I find

He's safe he's out

He's safe he's out

He's safe he's out

Yer blind Ump

Yer blind Ump

Ya must be out a yer mind Ump

We're dying for the mercury to drop to three below

We're crying for the happy days of icicicles and snow

We don't mind sleeping solo

That is once a year or so

Those damn Yankees

But with them it's a career

What are we waitn' for

April May June July August

Men

September

Bah

April May June July August

Slide

September

Ooh

Six months out of every year

Yer blind Ump yer blind Ump

Ya must be out of yer mind Ump year