VERSE I:
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I grew up in a small American town, where everytime we get knocked down we 
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get back up, off the mat, the fighting mat. I like to believe in that.
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I daydream about a good dirt road, going as far as it can go.  And my baby 
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smiles when I pretend we're outta gas.  I like to believe in that.

CHORUS:
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With everything ive been through, and everything ive done.  
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I like to believe that the best is yet to come. 
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And the good times wont fly by too fast.  I like to believe in that.

VERSE 2: 
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I hope somewhere theres a dusty field that later on this year will yield a 
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bumper crop, with just a broken back.  I like to believe in that.
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And i pray somewhere theres a little white church on a corner, Sittin there 
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with doors wide open, for those of us who may have slid off track.  
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I like to believe in that.

CHORUS:

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With everything ive been through, and everything ive done.  
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I like to believe that the best is yet to come. 
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And the good times wont fly by too fast.  I like to believe in that.

OUTRO:

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I grew up in a small American town, where everytime we get knocked down we 
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get back up, off the mat, the fighting mat. I like to believe in that.