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Lyrics to The Boys Of Fall by Kenny Chesney
When I feel that chill
And smell that wet cut grass
I'm back in my helmet cleats
And shoulder pads
Standing in the huddle listening to the call
Fans going crazy for the boys of fall
They didnt let just anybody in that club
Took every ounce of heart and sweat and blood
To get to wear those game day jerseys down the hall
King of the school, man
We're the boys of fall
Chorus
Its turnin' to face the stars and stripes
Its fighting back them butterflies
Its call it in the air
Alrighty, yessir we want the ball
Its knockin heads and talkin trash
Its slinging mud and dirt and grass
Its I got your number, i got your back when your backs against the wall
You mess with one man you got us all
The boys of fall
In little towns like mine its all they got
Newspapers clippings fill the coffee shops
The old men will always think they know it all
Young girls will dream of the boys of fall
Chorus 2x
The boys of fall
We're the boys of fall
We're the boys of fall
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