No. 29 by Steve Earle I was born and raised here, This town's my town name But ever since the glass plant Closed down things round same Well I got me a good job Alright, some nights time (walk down bass) nine I was pretty good then Don't you know, watch him go Buddy I could really fly Everyone in town came Hip flasks, horn blasts Any autumn Friday night Sally yelled her heart out Push em back, way back I was hers and she was mine Back when I was number 29 We were playing Smithville Big boys, farm boys Second down and four to go Bubba brought the play in Good call, my ball Now they're gonna see a show But Bubba let his man go I cut back, heard it crack It still hurts me but I don't mind Reminds me I was number 29 Now I go to the ballgames, Cold nights, half pints Friday nights I'm always here We got a pretty good team Good boys, strong boys District champs the last 3 years Got a little tailback Pretty slick, real quick I take him for a steak sometimes Nowadays he's number 29 I don't follow rainbows Big dreams, brass rings mine (walk down bass) Back when I was number 2{C}9
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