D          G             D
The first thing I remember is the game that I love
A             G            D
A man on the diamond, with a golden glove
G           D         A           D
Daddy with me in the cheap seats above
         A              G          D
Saying, "Boy keep your eye on the ball"
G                 D         A       D
The crack of the bat, the stadiums roar
A                  G            D
We were up on our feet for the tie breaking score
         G        D             A               D
I said, "daddy I know what you brought me here for"
          A             G             D 
He said, "good I hoped you hear the call"

[Chorus]
          G    D    G     D     A     G               D
Life's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
G       D                      G  D
Don't stand there, and let it go by
A               G             D
Swing hard and aim for the stands

[Verse 2]
G            D            A         D
My field of dreams was covered in stone
A                 G          D
An old, gravel parking lot next to our home
G            D            A           D
Dad on the mound until daylight was gone
          A             G          D
Saying, "boy keep your eye on the ball"
G            D                       A             D  
Cause it's 'Hey batter hey batter, swing batter, swing'
     A            G          D
The world is an infield, always chattering
        G            D             A          D
If you don't concentrate they'll spoil your timing
            A          G           D
And you'll walk away cussing them all

[Chorus]
          G    D    G     D     A     G               D
Life's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
G       D                      G  D
Don't stand there, and let it go by
A               G             D
Swing hard and aim for the stands
                        A
And thank God for your fans
                    D
Thank God for your fans
                     A
Thank God for your fans
                    Bm
Thank God for your fans

[Solo]
D A Bm A A 

[Verse 3]
D                        A          D          
Dad through a party when I got the call
         A            G          D
All the years on the farm team finally paid off
     G          D
Now I'm in the big leagues aiming for the fall
        A           G           D
Every summer is a long playoff run
G                 D         A           D
As I walk to the plate, I look in the stands
A        G          D
I see myself and I see my old man
G                 D          A         D   
I hear all of my family and all of my friends cheering
A               G          D
"Boy keep your eye on the ball"

[Chorus]
        G    D    G   D     A       G               D
It's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
G               D         G       D
I'm gonna mail one to the grandstands
      A            G           D
Good glory, this ones for the fans

[Outro]
D         A
For the fans
A                  D
Thank God for the fans
D                  A
Thank God for the fans
A             Bm A G 
And my old man
G        D     A
My old man