Letras
I coached my son like my daddy did me
Tried my best not to yell or scream
Just some quiet words in the dugout
When he thought he let his team down
Told him missin' 7 out of 10
Will get your number in the hall of fame
Yeah it hurts like hell but don't blame yourself
It's all part of the game
So if its 0 and two with two outs
In the bottom of the ninth
You might hit it, you might miss it
Either way you'll be just fine
'Cause its more than a game, more than a pastime
It'll change you if you let it
More than some dirt on the front of your uniform
It's memories you can't forget
It's more than swingin' for the fans
It's hard work and discipline
It's winnin' and losin' and learnin' why they ain't the same
It's more than a game
We got in that truck
I said listen son
I get right where you're comin' from
'Cause i've been in your cleats
Just know that ain't your last swing
Just like life you're gonna see more curves than you can count
It's ain't about the hits or how many you get
It's never givin' up when you're down
It's more than a game, more than a pastime
It'll change you if you let it
More than some dirt on the front of your uniform
It's memories you can't forget
It's more than swingin' for the fans
It's hard work and discipline
It's winnin' and losin' and learnin' why they ain't the same
It's more than a game
So next time it's 0 and two with two outs
In the bottom of the ninth
You might hit it, you might miss it
Either way you'll be just fine
Cause it's more than a game, more than a passtime
It'll kill you if you let it
More than some dirt on the front of your uniform
It's memories you never forget
It's more than swingin' for the fans
It's hard work and discipline
It's winnin' and losin' and learnin' why they ain't the same