Entry in HCSF 'write for an audience' challenge, with modern country radio as the audience.
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Lyrics
Little League game on the 4th of July
Batter hit a deep right field pop fly
I saw it coming, and I got scared
I shut my eyes and put my glove in the air
The ball hit the leather and the crowd went wild
That night, Dad said as he smiled
You don't get too many days like this
There's your first car, and your first kiss
When they come, son, they're just bliss
But you don't get to many days like this.
Bought a couple tickets, thought I'd take a shot
At that 20 million dollar jackpot
As I picked my numbers, I could see
The girl behind the counter was smiling at me
Her eyes they sparkled like chrome in the sun
And even though none of those tickets won, I knew,
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Life flies by, like film on a reel,
I've got a son now, kicking dandelions out in right field
Here's the pitch, and the crack of the bat,
and the ball headed towards where my boy is at...
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