| Before I die I wanna hit the Mississipi
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| In a boat I’ve yet to buy and take it out in the Gulf
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| Where the water meets the sky
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| To where nothing on God’s green earth looks dry
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| And I wanna see that stadium in New York from a right field seat
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| Maybe catch a homerun when a new all-star goes deep
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| And pretend that’s Maris and Mantle pointing up at me
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| While I can still breathe
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| While this old heart still has another beat
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| It’s time I put some livin' to these dreams
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| Before I die, I’m gonna learn all about how man swallows pride
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| And find the strength to tell my daddy he was right
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| And tell mama I’m sorry about that night
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| Before I’m called up
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| I wanna be the kinda man that a woman wants to love
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| And find a side of me that’s a different kind of tough
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| Who ain’t ashamed to need the man above
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| While I can still breathe
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| While this old heart still has another beat
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| It’s time I put some living to these dreams
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| And Lord I know
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| These are things I should have done a long time ago
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| And when I close my eyes I wanna feel at ease
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| And if I left right now I couldn’t rest in peace
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| While I can still breathe
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| While this old heart still has another beat
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| It’s time I put some livin' to these dreams
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| Before I die, I wanna hit the Mississipi in a boat I’ve yet to buy
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| Take it out in the Gulf where the water meets the sky
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| To where nothing on God’s green earth looks dry |