I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass I'm back in my cleats and shoulder pads. Standing in the huddle listening to the call fans going crazy for the boys fall. They didn't let just anybody in club it took every ounce of heart and sweat and blood to get to wear those gameday jerseys down the hall. The kings of the school man were the of fall.
(Chorus) Well it's turning faces stars and stripes it's fighting back them butterflies it's it in the air, alrighty, yes sir, we want ball. And it's knockin heads and talkin trash it's slingin mud and dirt and grass it's I got number I got your back when your back's against the wall you mess with one man you got us all the boys of
In little towns like mine that's all they got, clippings fill the coffee shops. The old men will always think they know it all, young girls'll about the boys of fall.
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We're the boys of fall. (The boys of fall) We're the boys of fall.