The Greatest Hit

Words & Music by Ed Bruce and Jim McBride He could never pay her back For all she's done for him She never asked for more Than what he could afford to spend back then And when the business got him down She wouldn't let him quit She'd say, "I believe someday you'll make it big All you need's a hit" She often had to work two jobs So he could play at night He'd chase his dream while she'd come home Too tired sometimes to eat a bite If give up came up, she'd say "Hon, I love you, don't forget I believe someday you'll finally make it big All you need's a hit"