Corey Smith – The Football Song Lyrics

Its 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 boys
Let’s boys

There’s in chests
And pumping through veins
feeling fresh
enough to mean
The to hold
icy cold
And we’ll it can breathe
It it heals us
It’s friend its the enemy

Let’s boys
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys

Turn on, crank it all the way to ten
Make ’em dread the day they’ve again
It ain’t life or death. It ain’t marching war.
you’d better the metaphor
Lets boys

Let’s boys
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys

Its 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 boys
Let’s boys

There’s in chests
And pumping through veins
feeling fresh
enough to mean
The to hold
icy cold
And we’ll it can breathe
It it heals us
It’s friend its the enemy

Let’s boys
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys

Turn on, crank it all the way to ten
Make ’em dread the day they’ve again
It ain’t life or death. It ain’t marching war.
you’d better the metaphor
Lets boys

Let’s boys
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys
ain’t anymore
Lets to the score
Let’s boys