| I spent my small-town Saturdays watching a big 'ol movie screen
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| Hoping someday I’d be up there living all my dreams
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| And I could be a Hollywood hero
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| Make the girls all smile and weep
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| Think that someday they might have a boy like me
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| And I’d remember playing baseball
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| Standing on the pitcher’s mound
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| Thinking someday a fastball might get me out of this town
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| Maybe I could wear the pinstripes, be a Yankee true and proud
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| But all that seems a million dreams away right now
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| Cause I met you and then I knew my big dreams were done
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| And I’d settle down in the same small town
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| And swear you were the one
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| Some might call it giving up, but it don’t feel that way to me
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| I think it’s just the two of us and our little bitty dreams
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| I remember I first met you, oh, how you loved to dance
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| Said you’d be a ballerina if you just had the chance
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| Maybe go to some big city, where nobody knows your name
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| Bathe in all the bright lights, and find your fortune and fame
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| But I met you and then I knew that your big dreams were done
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| We’d settle down in the same small town
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| And you’d swear I was the one
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| Some might call it giving up, but it don’t feel that way to me
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| I think it’s just the two of us and our little bitty dreams
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| I remember you first told me a baby boy was on the way
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| And everything I thought I wanted, it just washed away
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| Cause I met you and then I knew my big dreams were done
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| I’d settle down in the same small town and try to raise a son
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| Some might call it giving up, but it don’t feel that way to me
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| I think it’s just the three of us and our little bitty dreams
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| Thank God it’s just the three of us and our little bitty dreams |