A Dream: The Baseball Song
I met my first love
At a real young age
Yeah that beat up old Wilson glove
Stole my heart away
And before I knew it
I was out on the field
Stealin' bases like Rickey
Hittin' homers like Mickey
And making plays on the highlight reels
When I struck out
I'd tear myself apart
They'd say son it's just a game
But I'd say nah
It's my life
It's what I love
It showed me who I am
And what I'm made of
See it's more than just some leather and stitched up seams
It was a boy
A ball
And a dream
Well time flew by
Seasons changed
Now I make my living
Singing on a stage
I went from wanting to be Hank Aaron to Hank Williams
And I know my chances are still one in a million
But it's my life
It's what I love
It showed me who I am
And what I'm made of
See its more than just a box of wood and strings
Now it's a boy
A guitar
And a dream
If you'd have asked that boy where he saw himself
On down the road
He'd have told you with a straight face
I'll be playin' in The Show
Well I guess
In some ways he'd be right
Cause here I am standing under the lights
Well the good Lord works
In mysterious ways
Yeah he's sure had his hand in
Every move I've made
And sometimes I find it hard to believe
That this life
I get to lead
All started with a boy
A ball
And a dream
At a real young age
Yeah that beat up old Wilson glove
Stole my heart away
And before I knew it
I was out on the field
Stealin' bases like Rickey
Hittin' homers like Mickey
And making plays on the highlight reels
When I struck out
I'd tear myself apart
They'd say son it's just a game
But I'd say nah
It's my life
It's what I love
It showed me who I am
And what I'm made of
See it's more than just some leather and stitched up seams
It was a boy
A ball
And a dream
Well time flew by
Seasons changed
Now I make my living
Singing on a stage
I went from wanting to be Hank Aaron to Hank Williams
And I know my chances are still one in a million
But it's my life
It's what I love
It showed me who I am
And what I'm made of
See its more than just a box of wood and strings
Now it's a boy
A guitar
And a dream
If you'd have asked that boy where he saw himself
On down the road
He'd have told you with a straight face
I'll be playin' in The Show
Well I guess
In some ways he'd be right
Cause here I am standing under the lights
Well the good Lord works
In mysterious ways
Yeah he's sure had his hand in
Every move I've made
And sometimes I find it hard to believe
That this life
I get to lead
All started with a boy
A ball
And a dream
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Baker
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