Kings of Fall (The Football Song)

Kings of Fall (The Football Song) Never on my hands Grass beneath my feet Small town dreams Under stadium lights so sweet From peewee to varsity We chase that ball Champions arise As the leaves start to fall College colors fly Battle cries ring out Saturday's alive With victory in doubt Alumni pride Freshmen hope collide As big skin heroes Take the field in stride We are the kings of the fall Both feet are shining, see We answer the call Every city, every town On the Friday night spell For the love of the game We rise and we fall Deep-flawed jerseys on our backs We gather around To cheer our gladiators On hallowed ground From draft day dreams To Super Bowl glory We live and breathe This All-American story We are the kings of the fall From youth to the pros We're standing tall In every heart, in every home Football reigns United by passion Through victories and hames This podcast is hosted by ZenCast.fm