C I was born and raised here,
This town's my town
G Everybody knows my C name
But C ever since the glass plant
Closed down things round
G Here ain't ever been the C same
Well F I got me a good job
Alright, some nights
C Take me to a G nother C time (walk down bass)
G Back when I was number twenty C nine
I was pretty good then
Don't you know, watch him go
Buddy I could really fly
Everyone in town came
Hip flasks, horn blasts
Any autumn Friday night
Sally yelled her heart out
Push em back, way back
I was hers and she was mine
Back when I was number 29
We were playing Smithville
Big boys, farm boys
Second down and four to go
Bubba brought the play in
Good call, my ball
Now they're gonna see a show
But Bubba let his man go
I cut back, heard it crack
It still hurts me but I don't mind
Reminds me I was number 29
Now I go to the ballgames,
Cold nights, half pints
Friday nights I'm always here
We got a pretty good team
Good boys, strong boys
District champs the last 3 years
Got a little tailback
Pretty slick, real quick
I take him for a steak sometimes
Nowadays he's number 29
F I don't follow rainbows
Big dreams, brass rings
C I've already G captured C mine (walk down bass)
G Back when I was number 2 C 9
Steve Earle
