I feel that chill, that fresh cut grass I'm back in my hemlet, 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 that club it took every ounce of heart and sweat and blood to get to those gameday jerseys down the The kings of the school man were the boys of fall.
(Chorus) Well it's turning faces stars stripes it's fighting back them butterflies it's call it in the air, alrighty, yes sir, we want the ball. And it's knockin heads and talkin trash slingin mud and dirt and grass it's I got your number I got your back when back's against the wall you mess with one man you got us all the boys of fall.
In little towns like mine all they got, clippings fill the coffee shops. The old men will always think they know it all, young girls'll dream the boys of fall.
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We're the boys of fall. (The boys of fall) We're the boys of fall.