VERSE I: G C9 I grew up in a small American town, where everytime we get knocked down we G C9 G C9 get back up, off the mat, the fighting mat. I like to believe in that. G C9 G I daydream about a good dirt road, going as far as it can go. And my baby C9 G C9 smiles when I pretend we're outta gas. I like to believe in that. CHORUS: C9 D With everything ive been through, and everything ive done. G C9 I like to believe that the best is yet to come. C9 D G C9 And the good times wont fly by too fast. I like to believe in that. VERSE 2: G C9 I hope somewhere theres a dusty field that later on this year will yield a G C9 G C9 bumper crop, with just a broken back. I like to believe in that. G C9 And i pray somewhere theres a little white church on a corner, Sittin there G C9 with doors wide open, for those of us who may have slid off track. G C9 I like to believe in that. CHORUS: C9 D With everything ive been through, and everything ive done. G C9 I like to believe that the best is yet to come. C9 D G C9 And the good times wont fly by too fast. I like to believe in that. OUTRO: G C9 I grew up in a small American town, where everytime we get knocked down we G C9 G C9 get back up, off the mat, the fighting mat. I like to believe in that.