There are two men out
And it's in the ninth
And the score is four to three
There's a man on first
And a man at bat
And the man at bat is me
And I'm sorta scared
And I'm sorta proud
And I'm stronger than I seem
And I take a swing
And my dad is there
And it's what you'd call a dream
For the ball flies in the sun
And it sails off as I run
The crowd is roaring, cheering as I go
So are all the guys on the team
And I run for home
And we win the game
And it's what you'd call a dream
And the sun
Shines like diamonds
The summer sun
Shines like diamonds
The summer sun
High in a baseball sky
Shines like diamonds
And the sun
Shines like diamonds
There are two men out
And it's in the ninth
And the score is four to three
There's a man on first
And a man at bat
And the man at bat is me
And it's what you'd call a dream

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