by David Bellel
What a difference a day made
Less than twenty-four little hours
Brought the gloom and the showers
Where there used to be joy
My yesterday was true, dear
Today I’m feeling so blue, dear
My happy nights are through, dear
Since we went with Phil Hughes
What a difference a day makes
There’s a rainbow behind me
Skies above can’t be sunny
Since those pitches went amiss, boy am I pissed!
It’s hell when you find no chance on your menu
What a difference a day made
And the difference is Hughes
What a difference a day makes
There’s a rainbow behind me
Skies above can’t be sunny
Since those pitches went amiss, boy am I pissed!
It’s hell when you find no chance on your menu
What a difference a day made
And the difference is Hughes
Is Hughes
For more of David’s Yankee obsessions, check out his blog, Pseudo-Intellectualism.