Todd Thibaud Back Home In Omaha
Well we took the field on a perfect day,
It was right out of a dream
Never seen a sky so crystal clear,
Never walked on grass so green
And in the stands when they clapped their hands,
Well I could feel it in my chest
Yeah they come from almost every state
To find out who’s the best
So put me in, I’m your man,
I promise I can do it all
And it feels so good to breath the air
Back home in Omaha
From the Texas hills to the Golden Gate
To the warm Miami shore
They play the game, a thousand names
You’ve never heard before
Yeah but don’t forget a single face,
You could see that boy again
And somewhere down the road you might
Say, “hey, I remember when”
‘Cause there’s a dream in every glove,
There’s a wish on every ball
And once again they’ll make their name
Back home in Omaha
Well it feels like it might be time
Somebody gives this game a rise
Throw me one across the plate
Man I’ll put it in another state
And that ain’t no lie
When it all comes down to the final round
I’ll be right here on this hill
Yeah me and the boys are gonna make
Some noise and give this crowd a thrill
So raise that flag, sing that song and
Throw me out a brand new ball
And there’s nowhere I’d rather be than
Back home in Omaha
Back home in Omaha
Back home in Omaha
