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Story behind the song
story of a boy growing up with widow mom
Lyrics
Setting of the Sun
(c) 2007 Spencer A. Gregg
Was the morning of the biggest game, My mind had visions of fortune and fame
As she poured the cereal from the box, Grabbing her briefcase she wished me luck
Three mouths to feed and the moneys tight, There were bills to pay a tunnel with no light
Since daddy's up above the sky, As I poured the milk I begin to cry
I bet he would be proud of me, I was thinking to myself
Just take a look at all the gold, And marble on my shelf
Each year that passed since you went away, I add another one
One day we'll be together, dad, With the Setting of the Sun
The count is full, they're loaded up, Two down and one to go
It's time to step up to the plate, And be the game hero
It came with heat, velocity, That'd knock a grown man down
I swang with all my might that time, But I never heard a sound
(and wondered if) He would still be proud of me, I was thinking to myself
Another season ending trophy, Lined upon my shelf
Five words he always said to me, 'Make sure you have fun'
One day we'll be together, With the Setting of the Sun
I walked along the winding road, No hurry to get home
The house was always silent, When I was there alone
But not this time, to my surprise, Mom gathered up the team
Backyard diamond, bases loaded, Another chance to fill my dream
I knew that she was proud of me, She took a half day off
I never knew that she was there, But she said she had to watch
If only I had hit the ball, Drove in the winning run
But so is life, it's just a game, With the Setting of the Sun
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