| I never was the biggest or the fastest guy
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| I never hit a homerun when the game was tied
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| I knew from an early age I wasn’t going to be
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| A doctor or the CEO of anything
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| So I sang, «She Believes In Me»
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| And I played, «Fire On The Mountain»
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| 'Til I made my fingers bleed
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| I tried to stand out from the crowd
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| But most times I just struck out at the plate
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| So I sang
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| I wasn’t cool enough to be a ladies man
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| It took me forever just to hold her hand
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| First time we kissed, she whispered, I love you
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| But I wasn’t brave enough to say, I loved her too
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| So I sang, «You Are So Beautiful To Me»
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| And I played every note to «Faithfully»
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| I loved her with everything
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| But I couldn’t think of anything to say
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| So I sang
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| No one believed in me as much as Mom
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| See, she worked overtime to buy my first guitar
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| When the angels called her home
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| My sister asked if I would speak
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| But there were no words to say how much she meant to me
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| So I sang, «It Is Well With My Soul»
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| And I played, «I'm So Tired Of Being Alone»
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| Cause those were Mama’s favorite songs
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| And what I felt would take too long to say
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| So I sang
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| Yes, I sang
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| So I sang |