Three kids gathered in a huddle Broomstick fishing pole hanging in a puddle They think they can catch that big one anywhere And I ain't gonna tell them Boys there ain't no fish in there
'cause what they don't know Just might be a blessing Don't get 'em second guessing Let 'em dream without a doubt 'cause if they don't know It can't be done they just might do it If no one can convince them The odds are stacked against them There's no telling how far they can go On what they don't know
A child bride and a groom not much older They've got a baby and the world on their shoulders Six out of ten don't stand a chance to last a year Oh but they're in love and they can't see that far from here
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