Down's Pickleball

 

Sung to the tune of "Yellow Submarine"

In Livermore where I was born
Lived a man who played at Downs
And he told us of his life
In the land of Pickleball

 Go to the end of the Paseo,

Where you'll find the courts of blue
And we play beneath the trees
 At our Down's Pickleball

 
We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

And our friends all play there
Many more of them play indoors
And the ball begins to bounce,

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball,Down's Pickleball

As we play the game with ease (game of ease)
Everyone of us (everyone of us) has all we need (has all we need)

Bats of blue (bats of blue) and balls of green (balls of green)
In our Downs (in our Downs) Pickleball (Pickleball, ah-ha)

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

 

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball

We all play at Down's Pickleball
Down's Pickleball, Down's Pickleball