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Kenny Chesney - The Boys of Fall (Live)

The Boys of Fall
Kenny Chesney
06:50
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Song lyrics

When I feel that chill,
Smell that fresh 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 didn't 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,
Kings of the school, man, we're the boys of fall

[Chorus:]
Well it's turn and face the Stars and Stripes
It's fighting back them butterflies
It's call it in the air, alright yes sir we want the ball
And it's knocking heads and talking trash
It's slinging mud and dirt and grass
It's I got your number,
I got your back when your back's against the wall
You mess with one man - you got us all
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 all,
Young girls will dream about the boys of fall

[Chorus] (x2)

We're the boys of fall

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