🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Boys Of Fall - Kenny Chesney

  feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass
 I'm back in my hemlet, cleats and  pads.
 Standing  the huddle listening to the call
 fans going crazy for the boys of 
 They didn't let  anybody in that club
 it  every ounce of heart and sweat and blood
  get to wear those gameday jerseys down the hall.
 The kings of the school man were  boys of fall.
 
 (Chorus)
 Well it's turning  stars and stripes
 it's fighting  them butterflies
 it's call it in  air, alrighty, yes sir, we want the ball.
 And it's knockin heads and talkin 
 it's slingin  and dirt and grass
 it's I  your number I got your back when your back's against the wall
 you mess with one man you got  all
 the  of fall.
 
 In little towns like mine that's  they got,
  clippings fill the coffee shops.
  old men will always think they know it all,
 young  dream about the boys of fall.
 
 (Chorus)2X
 
 We're the boys of fall. (The  of fall)
 We're the  of fall.