Story of a backyard dream
running from my enemies
But the ducks are lined up one by one
Sitting on the the barrel of my run and gun
I see title rings
Straight through the tire swing
Hang my title hopes
On every frozen rope
Can I be can I be can I be
Can I be the quarterback
They'll say
Can I have can I have can I have
Can I have your autograph
Tales of a young child prodigy
Livin out his backyard fantasy
Yes I'm the quarterback backyard king
Put my autograph on the memory
I see title rings
Straight through the tire swing
Hang my title hopes
On every frozen rope
Can I be the quarterback
Can I have your autograph
