D A/C# I remember sittin' at that house Bm Livin' room couch G D Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win A/C# Bm Between them big three pitches, Andruw and Chipper G D It's gonna be hard to keep up with the Jones's A/C# Bm But as fate would have it, that Atlanta magic G D Got put out by them damn Padres A/C# Bm I guess destiny ain't always meant to be G D Kinda like you and me that day Chorus: A/C# Bm We got close, but close doesn't cut it G D Had a good run, to end up with nothin' A/C# Bm But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer G D We swung for the fences and came up short A/C# Yeah, you win some, you lose some, Bm it ain't always home runs G D And that's just the way life plays A/C# Bm If we were a team, and love was a game G D We would've been the '98 Braves Had that whole town believin' Damn, girl, I even had that talk to your dad, man to man But just like that season Girl, you and me didn't end with a ring on a hand Chorus: We got close, but close doesn't cut it Had a good run, to end up with nothin' But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer We swung for the fences, and came up short Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs And that's just the way life plays If we were a team, and love was a game We'd have been the '98 Braves 98 Braves You win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs Girl, it could've gone either way But if we were a team, and love was a game We'd have been the '98 Braves If we were a team, and love was a game We'd have been the '98 Braves '98 Braves Oh, yeah, girl, we'd have been the '98 Braves '98 Braves, we'd have been the '98 Braves I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C# D G Bm |