Little Man, Big League Dreams

[Verse 1]
Tiny cap
too big for his head
plastic bat
dragging in the red dirt bed
He spins in circles
misses by a mile
then looks up at me
with that crooked little smile
[Chorus]
I see home run balls flying off his bat
crowd on their feet
as he rounds them fast
In my mind he’s stealing bases
but he still fits in my hands
From a backyard swing to a big league team
I’m dreaming as he sleeps
I’m just a dad here on the couch
with a little man
and big league dreams
[Verse 2]
Juice box
leaking on my shirt
cartoon cleats
kicking up the church yard dirt
He says “Hey Dad
did you ever play?”
I say “Not like you will
someday”
[Chorus]
I see home run balls flying off his bat
stadium lights
and a roaring stand
In my mind he’s tipping his cap
but tonight he holds my hand
From a chain-link fence to a big league team
I’m dreaming as he sleeps
I’m just a dad here on the couch
with a little man
and big league dreams
[Bridge]
Maybe he’ll chase another dream
pick a book up
or a beat up six-string
Whatever field
he decides to run
I’ll be the fool
cheering for my son (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
I see home run balls flying off his bat
sunset sky
painting where they land
In my mind he’s touching home plate
but his feet still miss the stand
From a living room floor to a big league team
I’m dreaming as he sleeps
And when those days get here at last
I’ll remember nights like these
Just a dad here on the couch
with a little man
and big league dreams

country, Modern country ballad with male vocals; warm upright piano and strummed acoustic guitar set the scene, twin fiddles and soft violin carry a sunny, sentimental top line. Brushes on snare and laid-back bass keep it rocking gently. Chorus opens up with stacked harmonies and ringing steel guitar fills; middle break features a lyrical steel guitar solo over held piano chords before final chorus lifts with ad-libbed backing oohs., violin, happy