Lyrics

Why Can't I
(J. D'Agostino/Bill Maier) 615-383-1607
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Bottom of the ninth, game tied, daddy coaching down the third base line
Bobby tapped the plate, dug in, hit a couple of fouls, then his big
swing missed
Started crying on the way home,
Said, "If I can't hit the curve, I can't ever go pro"
Dad pulled the car to the side of the road, said, "grab your dreams,
boy, and never let go", And just say

Why can't I, Be whatever I want to be
Why can't I, Ain't nobody stopping me
Work hard, aim high, Give it a good old American try
Don't say I can't, Say why can't I"

Then at seventeen, Bobby, was sitting face to face with Mr. Krieg
Said he's think bout' pre-law,
College advisor shuts the door
Smiles and says "you know I'm here to help,
But you're digging for a dollar in a wishing well.
You're G.P.A. is saying two year school.
Save your money boy, don't be a fool."
And Bobby said

Why can't I, Be whatever I want to be
Why can't I, Isn't that what you say to me
Work hard, aim high, Give it a good old American try
If you say I can't, I'll say why can't I

Ten years later Bobby's daddy calls
Says, "They shut down the mill for a
Big Box Mall
Can't find a job, everybody's goin' green
You know... I've always wanted to teach
Too bad I can't go back and get my degree...I'd be fifty- three
Bobby said, "a great man once told me, you gotta say

(Repeat 1st chorus)