Verse 1
She packed a bag and a guitar in the back of a red Silverado
She waved goodbye to her mom and dad and to Colorado
All her friends were stayin' home and havin' babies
All her friends thought she was goin' crazy
Chasin' blue sky dreams
Ah but she just smiled
Chorus
Sometimes, you gotta try
When you're the kind that ain't waitin' on no one
Let those..dreams fly,
Live and Die knowin' you, you had a good run
Who wants to look back
Thinkin' that, wishin' that
You had a little more time
You gotta try
Verse 2
We all laughed when he put on that cap
And said someday I'll play the big leagues
While they were out drinkin' he was out swingin'
That bat on his field of dreams
Now they're callin' him for season tickets
Askin' him just how the hell he did it
Oh, but he just said, he just said
Chorus
Sometimes, you gotta try
When you're the kind that ain't waitin' on no one
Let those dreams fly
Live and die knowin' you, you had a good run
Who wants to look back thinkin' that wishin' that
You had a little more time
You gotta try
You gotta try
Sometimes, you can't deny
When you're the kind that ain't waitin' on no one
Let those dreams fly
Live and die knowin' you, you had a good run
Who wants to look back thinkin' that wishin' that
You had a little more time
You gotta try
She packed her bags and her guitar in the back of a Silverado