And she still loves riding her bike!

Nothing But Strikes (Marcotte)

Racing through the schoolyard
Chasing all the big kids
She’s the only girl and
They don’t really like it

Climb up to the treehouse
What’s the secret password
Even if she says it
They won’t open up the door
So she

Pedals her red and white
BMX bike a little faster
Throws the baseball thru the strike zone
A little bit harder
Anything the boys can do
She knows she can do better
She’s not gonna sit back
And wait til they let her

Build a ramp from scrap wood
Launching up to the sky
Scraped palms, bloody knees
Fighting back the urge to cry

Dusting off the wipe out
Get back up and try again
Flying through the air, now
Higher than she’s ever been,

All of those who’ve been told
“You’re not big or strong enough”
“Let me show you how it’s done”
“For a girl, you’re pretty tough”, I say
You don’t need a roadmap or
Anybody else to pave your way

Climb up on the saddle
Choose your path and take it
Life is what you make it

…. Little BMX bike
…. Nothing but strikes
…. She can do better
She’s not gonna sit back
And wait til they let her