I never was the biggest or the fastest guy I never hit a homerun when the game was tied I knew from an early age I wasn't going to be A doctor or the CEO of anything So I sang, She Believes In Me And I played, Fire On The Mountain 'Til I made my fingers

And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby Early early in the game I taught myself to sing and play And use a little trickery On kids who never favored me Those were years of crinoline slips And

Said if you got no plans, baby if you got time Hello, good evening Oh Miss Right, Miss Right Come and be the rest of my life Clearly she was out with her girls alone (That I could tell) The kind that make you wanna put the games away Think about the