| It was a home run when the game was tied
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| A pick up truck when I could drive
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| One pink line when katie said I’m late
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| It was a passing grade, a pretty girl
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| All the money in the world
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| What mattered then kept changing every day
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| But when I bow my head tonight
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| There’ll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord
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| That’s all I ask for any more
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| Now a days it’s crazy how
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| A passing storm, a siren sound
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| Can make me drop it all and pick up the phone
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| To hear her say that all’s okay is all I need to know these days
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| Can’t wait to see their faces when I get home
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| And when I bow my head tonight
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| There’ll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord
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| That’s all I ask for any more
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| Let 'em outlive me by a hundred years
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| Let their laughter dry up all their tears
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| Let 'em love and be loved back like I have been
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| When I bow my head tonight
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| There’ll be no me myself and I Just watch my wife and kids please lord
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| That’s all I ask for any more
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| That’s all that matters anymore |