Baseball on the Moon (feat. Luke Combs)

You say you wanna throw the knuckle ball for the Cubs when you grow up Well, it's gonna take a heart like a lion, skin as thick as that rawhide glove You say you wanna be an astronaut drinkin' chocolate milk on the moon Well, here's to the dreamers like you 'Cause they're gonna cut you down Tell you your best ain't good enough But your "want to, got to's" gotta be bigger than your givin' up And you can wave to all the critics When you're playin' baseball on the moon Here's to the dreamers like you You say you're gonna ask her out, but you know she's out of your league Everybody says guys like you ain't fit for no homecomin' queen Boy, it's funny how you get the girl when you got nothin' to lose Here's to the dreamers like you 'Cause they're gonna cut you down Tell you your best ain't good enough But your "want to, got to's" gotta be bigger than your givin' up Go on and ask that girl to dance Hell, she might just kiss a fool Here's to the dreamers like you You say you're gonna pack your car full of prayers and an old guitar Yeah, they're ll gonna tell ya that you might not get too far But you got somethin' in your heart that you just gotta do So here's to the dreamers like you Yeah, they're gonna cut you down And tell you your best ain't good enough But your "want to, got to's" gotta be bigger than your givin' up And when you get that first gold record They're gonna say they always knew (I'll bet) Here's to the dreamers like you Yeah, I'm one of the dreamers just like you Yeah, I'm one of the dreamers just like you