'98 Braves

I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win Between them big three pitches, Andrew and Chipper It's gonna be hard to keep up with the Jones's But as fate would have it, that Atlanta magic Got put out by them damn Padres I guess destiny ain't always meant to be Kinda like you and me that day We got close, but close doesn't cut it Had a good run, to end up with nothin' But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer We swung for the fences and came up short Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs And that's just the way life plays If we were a team, and love was a game We would've been the '98 Braves Had that whole town believin' Damn, girl, I even had that talk to your dad, man to man But just like that season Girl, you done made it with a ring on your hand We got close, but close doesn't cut it Had a good run, to end up with nothin' But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer We swung for the fences, and came up short Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs And that's just the way life plays If we were a team, and love was a game We would've been the '98 Braves '98 Braves You win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs Girl, it could've gone either way But we were a team, and love was a game We would've been the '98 Braves Oh, yeah, girl, we would've been the '98 Braves I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win