Kenny Chesney - The Boys Of Fall lyrics

When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut gra** I'm back in my helmet, cleats, and shoulder pads Standin' in the huddle listenin' to the call Fans goin' 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 The kings of the school, man, we're the boys of fall [Chorus:] Well it's, turn and face the stars and stripes It's fightin' back them bu*terflies It's call it in the air alright yes sir we want the ball And it's knockin' heads and talkin' trash It's slingin' mud and dirt and gra** 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:] Well it's, turn and face the stars and stripes It's fightin' back them bu*terflies It's call it in the air alright yes sir we want the ball And it's knockin' heads and talkin' trash It's slingin' mud and dirt and gra** It's I got your number, got your back When your back's against the wall You mess with one man, you got us all The boys of fall [Chorus:] Well it's, turn and face the stars and stripes It's fightin' back them bu*terflies It's call it in the air alright yes sir we want the ball And it's knockin' heads and talkin' trash It's slingin' mud and dirt and gra** It's I got your number, got your back When you back's against the wall You mess with one man, you got us all The boys of fall We're the boys of fall We're the boys of fall