Ball Player Walker Hayes

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[Verse 1]
Well, bein' my son's probably pretty hard
Been tough on you, no doubt
I go crazy when you go yard
Start cussin' when you strike out
We missed all them summer vacations
Chasin' all-star two dollar rings
Probably should've told you this more times
Than I told you how to fix your swing

[Chorus]
You ain't just a ball player
You ain't just a home run ball on a shelf
You ain't just a jersey with my last name on it
Just a way to relive it myself
Hope you make it to the bigs someday (Someday)
'Cause son, I know that's your prayer
But trust me, and the man upstairs
Nah, you ain't just a ball player
Love you now and I'ma love you later

[Verse 2]
Son, I'm sorry for them long rides home
When you couldn't buy a hit
Probably should've took my coach hat off
Just let you be a kid
Hell, I could care less if you catch 'em
Just love watchin' you chase your dreams
Yeah, maybe one day you'll have a little boy out there
And you'll see what I mean

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