home game

swindell, cole

boot flask full of jack

nobody'd look

nobody'd ask

holding out on a 10 o'clock 12-pack

win or lose

it didn't matter

cause soon as those jerseys hit the field

you know that's when it got real

with the rivalry's and ride-with-me's

and let-me-know-where-you're-gonna-be's

at the home game

we'd rock

that small town fame in the parking lot

all the pretty girls yelling go big blue"