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There was a time that I was the king,
Living the All-American dream,
And quarterback of the football team.
We had worked so hard in the August heat,
Two times a day, six days a week
Senior year, seventeen.

The butterflies I felt there before the first game
Left when the whistle blew as fast as they had came.

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When I said, ?You go short and you go long.
They said we?d never make it but they were wrong.
And just let the scoreboard tell the story.
?Cause it?s first down and our lives to go.
You won?t forget these times, you know.
Friday nights and Gridiron Glory.?

The air was crisp and the night was black.
Bootleg right was the best play we had,
Especially when the safety turned his back.
I couldn?t pick a face out of the crowd
But when the touchdowns came they got so loud.
Ain?t that what life is all about.

Heading to the party in my used hand-me-down car,
The big game is next week, but tonight we are the stars.

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Strap the shoulder pads on and lace up my cleats for the last game that I?ll play.
I never thought I?d see this day.
Both nine and oh, going toe to toe with ten thousand in the stands.
Our destiny was in our hands.
Fourth and goal, two seconds left, shotgun and four wide,
Looking left, but scrambled right.
Falling down before I hit the ground, I somehow tossed it up.
Hoping for a little luck.

I felt like a gunslinger in a John Wayne western fight
When those two arms raised up by the man in black and white.

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These days when I?m watching a game that?s on TV
My mind goes back in time to when that guy was me.

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