| Still got that glove
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| Your grandpa bought me when I turned nine
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| We sure wore that thing out
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| After dinner every night
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| Just me and my dad alone
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| Man I couldn’t wait for him
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| To get home
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| And throw a ball with me
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| Out back by the old tree
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| Talking bout whatever’s on our mind
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| Time stands still when I…
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| Throw a ball with him
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| They were good times back then
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| But look at me now wishin' he’d still call
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| To a throw a ball
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| Looking at your newborn, brown eyes
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| I can’t wait to show you all I know about life
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| I’ll get a few things wrong, that’s true
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| But I know I’ll get it right when I teach you
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| To throw a ball with me
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| Out back by the old tree
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| Talking bout whatever’s on our minds
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| Time stands still when I…
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| Throw a ball with you
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| There’s nothing less I’d rather do
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| Son I hope when I grow old you’ll still call
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| To throw a ball, yeah
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| Look at you now, throw them with some heat
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| But if we break another window
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| Your mama’s gonna wanna kill me
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| Even though the sun’s about to set
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| Let’s not go in just yet
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| I wanna do this every chance I get
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| So throw a ball with me
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| Out back by the old tree
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| Talking bout whatever’s on our mind
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| Time stands still when I…
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| Throw a ball with you
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| There’s nothing else I’d rather do
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| Son, I hope you know when I’m old I’ll still call
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| To a throw a ball
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| Whoa! |
| Whoa! |
| Whoa!
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| Throw a ball
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| Whoa!
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| Yeah!
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| Whoa! |
| Whoa! |