Baseball On The Moon

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[Verse 1]
C                                 
You say you wanna throw a knuckle 
             G
ball for the Cubs when you grow up
          Am                       
Well it's gonna take a heart like a
               F
 lion, skin as thick as that rawhide
 glove
Am                                
You say you wanna be an astronaut 
         F                         
drinkin' chocolate milk on the moon
  C

                   G             C
Well here's to the dreamers like you


[Chorus]
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'Cause they're gonna cut you down, 
              C
tell you your best ain't good enough
          G                        
But your "want to, got to's" gotta 
                    C
be bigger than your givin' up
            F                      
And you can wave to all the critics
                     C
 when you're playin' baseball on the
 moon
G             F             C   
Here's to the dreamers like you
     F



[Verse 2]
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C                                 
You say you're gonna ask her out, 
        G
but you know she's out of your 
league
Am                                 
Everybody says guys like you ain't 
F
fit for no homecomin' queen
Am                                
Boy it's funny how you get the 
           F                     C
girl when you got nothin' to lose
              G             C
Here's to the dreamers like you


[Chorus]
                     F             
'Cause they're gonna cut you down, 
              C
tell you your best ain't good enough
          G                        
But your "want to, got to's" gotta 
                    C
be bigger than your givin' up
          F                      
Go on and ask that girl to dance, 
          C
hell she might just kiss a fool
G             F             C
Here's to the dreamers like you

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
C                                 
You say you're gonna pack your car
          G
 full of prayers and an old guitar
Am                                
Yeah they're all gonna tell ya 
      F
that you might not get too far
Am                                
But you got somethin' in your 
       F                   C
heart that you just gotta do
                 G             C
So here's to the dreamers like you


[Chorus]
                   F               
Yeah they're gonna cut you down, 
                C
and tell you your best ain't good 
enough
          G                        
But your "want to, got to's" gotta 
                    C
be bigger than your givin' up
             F                  
And when you get that first gold 
                       C
record, they're gonna say they 
always knew (I'll bet)
G             F             C
Here's to the dreamers like you


[Otro]
F                                 
Yeah I'm one of the dreamers just 
     C
like you
F                                 
Yeah I'm one of the dreamers just 
     C
like you