My Favorite Coach Lyrics

Ball on a tee about three feet high

Stood there and told me to let it fly

Dig your cleats in the dirt

And run down to first

Man we grow up fast

I'll never forget my first home run

You looked at me and said I'm proud of you son

We were one in the same,

Our love for the game

From our first to our last

See that jersey you gave me, it damn near made me, and all the times we had

Gave me my first number, that i'll love forever

Just like I love you, dad

Got me my first glove, taught me how to throw

Kick your leg and point that toe

And outta all the things, I miss the most

Its' learning the game from my favorite coach

From tee ball to little league, modified, and JV

High school team to college ball, where I wore that orange and navy

Traveled the east coast far and wide

What I wouldn't give to play one more time

To hear you scream "let's go 8"

Keep your head down and hit it straight

See that jersey you gave me, it damn near made me, and all the times we had

Gave me my first number, that i'll love forever

Just like I love you, dad

Got me my first glove, taught me how to throw

Kick your leg and point that toe

And outta all the things, I miss the most

Its' learning the game from my favorite coach

You said son you're gonna strike out

A couple hundred times

You'll swing again, and might miss my friend, but I promise you'll be alright

See that jersey you gave me, it damn near made me, and all the times we had

Gave me my first number, that i'll love forever

Just like I love you, dad

Got me my first glove, taught me how to throw

Kick your leg and point that toe

And outta all the things, I miss the most

Its' learning the game from my favorite coach