The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - The Dream lyrics

His fastball is fading, his sinker is gone They sent him doun to the minors 'cause he wore out his arm But his eyes shine brighter than the young kids' it seems So he keeps on playing, holding on to the dream Lord knows that it ain't for the money Cause he's broke almost every day And it ain't for the fame or the glory Guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play Guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play He's been in the saddle since he was a kid The rodeo came but he keeps it well hid And someday he'll have to set his pony free But 'til he does he'll be riding the dream Lord knows that it ain't for the money 'cause he's broke almost every day And it ain't for the fame or the glory Guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play; Guess he'll do it, cause he still loves to play We ain't getting no younger and that is the truth But these games we keep playin,' they're our fountain of youth From boston to boulder and down to orleans From highlights to lowlife and everything in between Well I guess we could grow up and quit wearing our jeans But we still feel like playing and living the dream Lord knows that it ain't for the money 'cause he's broke almost every day And it ain't for the fame or the glory Guess he'll do it cause he still loves to play; Guess he'll do it, cause he still loves to play