Warmin' Up After the Rain

Oh. My muscles are tight

And as I swing with all my might

I feel a little pain.

Lookin’ back through the dust

I know that I’m just

Warmin’ Up After The Rain.

As I stepped up to the plate

I said, “Well, ain’t Fate great!”

I was feelin’ real bitchin’.

Y’see the last time I come

I hit a home run

Off the girl that was pitchin’.

Oh, she had me two-and-two

And what was I to do

Should I take or swing away?

Laid off all those years

With the cheers still in my ears

But today I came to play.

You know how it goes

When sometimes you suppose

You got more than you got.

Still I felt brand-new,

Though I was down two-and-two,

I thought I was hot.

I could see that pitch come floatin’ in,

In slow mo-shee-in.

I was thinkin’ of the fences.

But, with the swish of my bat,

All my hopes fell flat

And I came rushin’ to my senses.

There was a hush in our crowd

And I cussed out loud.

But the pitcher made it plain.

She said, “Sometimes it takes time.

It’s an uphill climb

Warmin’ Up After The Rain.”

She said, “Sometimes it takes time.

It’s an uphill climb

Warmin’ Up After The Rain.”