No. 29 Lyrics - Steve Earle

I was born and raised here this town's my town 

Everybody knows my name 

But ever since the glass plant closed down 

Things round here ain't never been the same 

I got me a good job alright but some nights 

Take me to another time 

Back when I was No. 29 

I was pretty good then don't you know watch him go 

Buddy I could really fly 

Everyone in town came, hip flasks, horn blasts 

Any autumn Friday night 

Sally yelled her heart out push em back, way back 

I was hers and she was mine 

Back when I was No. 29 

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We were playin' Smithville big boys, farm boys 

Second down and four to go 

Bubba brought the play in good call my ball 

Now they're gonna see a show 

But Bubba let his man go I cut back, heard it crack 

It still hurts me but I don't mind 

Reminds me I was No. 29 

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Now I go to the ballgames cold nights, half pints 

Friday nights I'm always here 

We got a pretty good team, good boys, strong boys 

District champs the last three years 

Got a little tailback pretty slick, real quick 

I take him for a steak sometimes 

Nowadays he's No. 29 

I don't follow rainbows, big dreams, brass rings 

I've already captured mine 

Back when I was No. 29