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Teksty: George Strait. Twang. Breath You Take.

He looks up from second base
Dad's up in the stands
He saw the hit, the run, the slide
There ain't no bigger fan

In the parking lot after the game
He said, "Dad, I thought you had
A plane to catch?"
He smiled and said, "Yeah, son, I did"

But life's not the breath you take
The breathing in and out
That gets you through the day
Ain't what it's all about

You just might miss the point
Trying to win the race
Life's not the breaths you take
But the moments that take your breath away

Fast forward fifteen years
And a thousand miles away
Boy's built a life, he's got a wife
And a baby due today

He hears a voice saying, "I made it son"
Says, "I told you dad
You didn't have to come"
He smiles and says, "Yeah, I know you did"

But life's not the breath you take
The breathing in and out
That gets you through the day
Ain't what it's all about

You just might miss the point
Trying to win the race
Life's not the breaths you take
But the moments that take your breath away

Just like it took my breath
When she was born
Just like it took my breath away
When dad took his last that morn'

Life's not the breath you take
The breathing in and out
That gets you through the day
Ain't what it's all about

You just might miss the point
Trying to win the race
Life's not the breaths you take
But the moments that take your breath away

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