The Boys Of Fall — Simple Sheet Music

When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass, I’m back in my hel met, cleats and shoul (G)der pads. Stand in’ in the hud dle, lis t’nin’ (C)to the call, fans go in’ cra zy for the boys of fall. They did n’t let just an y bod y in that club. Took ev ’ry ounce of heart and sweat and blood to get to wear those game day jer seys down the hall. Kings of the school, man, a bout we’re the boys of fall. Well, it’s turn and face the Stars and Stripes, it’s fight in’ back them but ter flies. It’s (D)call it in the air; al right, yes (G)sir, we want the ball. And it’s knock in’ heads and talk in’ trash, it’s sling in’ mud and dirt and grass. It’s I (D)got your num ber, I got your back when your (G)back’s a gainst the wall. You mess with one man, you got us all, the boys of fall. They In n’t lit tle towns like mine that’s all they got. News pa per clip pings fill the cof fee shops. The old to men will al ways think they know it all. Young girls will dream man, a bout we’re the boys of fall. Well, it’s turn and face the Stars and Stripes, it’s fight in’ back them but ter flies. It’s (D)call it in the air; al right, yes (G)sir, we want the ball. And it’s knock in’ heads and talk in’ trash, it’s sling in’ mud and dirt and grass. It’s I (D)got your num ber, I got your back when your (G)back’s a gainst the wall. You mess with one man, you got us all, the boys of fall. the boys of fall. Well, it’s the boys of fall. We’re the boys of fall. We’re the boys of fall. We’re the boys of fall.