作曲 : David Munyon/S.P. Standley

If I had a million dollars
When I'd probably just give it all away
And I guess I'd have to have a secretary
To respond to all the love it would create

I been praying for the Yankees
I been trying to figure out all these dreams
I am numb from these Georgia Water Skiers
Who seem to take away, take away everything
I love the non-essential players
Ah... The ones who hardley get a chance to play
I been praying for the Yankees
And it's a cloudy... summer day

Sammy called me just this morning
Said the wife was sending fax's on the sly
Bless her heart... she's from Alabama
And she's pretty; ah she's pretty as the Alabama skies

I been praying for the Yankees
I been trying to figure out all these dreams
I am numb from these Georgia Water Skiers
Who seem to take away, take away everything
I love the non-essential players
Ah... The ones who hardley get a chance to play
I been praying for the Yankees
And it's a cloudy... summer day

I was at the great Assembly
The saints were happy sailing in the halls
I humbly asked the pastor and god
What is the reason... for it all
And they said

I been praying for the Yankees
I been trying to figure out all these dreams
I am numb from these Georgia Water Skiers
Who seem to take away, take away everything
I love the non-essential players
Ah... The ones who hardley get a chance to play
I been praying for the Yankees
And it's a cloudy... summer day

I been praying for the Yankees
Closed night
for to night praying
your a cloudy



David Munyon: vocal, guitar
Beo Brockhausen: e-bow, percussion