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