Corey Smith - The Football Song

It's like an August afternoon
The calm before the chaos comes
A rumble in the distance
Well before the clouds appear
It's what everybody's talkin' 'bout
Can't wait to see 'em storming out
And thundering across the fields
It's almost electric
You can feel it in the air down here

Let's play some football boys
Let's play some football boys

There's a pounding in our chests
And a bad blood pumping through our veins
Old wounds are feeling fresh
Aching just enough to make us mean
The grudge we volunteer to hold
Is icy hot and fiery cold
And we'll carry it as long as we can breathe
It hurts us and it heals us
It's a friend and it's the enemy

Let's play some football boys
Let's play some football boys
This ain't a practice anymore
Let's get to settling the score
And play some football boys

Turn your amplifier on, crank it all the way to ten
Make 'em dread the day they've gotta come play us again
It ain't life or death, it ain't marching into war
But you'd better get the metaphor
Let's play some football boys

Let's play some football boys
Let's play some football boys
This ain't a practice anymore
Let's get to settling the score
And play some football boys
This ain't a practice anymore
Let's get to settling the score
And play some football boys

Written by:
Corey Smith

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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