Story Behind The Song

Inspired by childhood memories of football season in Cleveland Ohio

Lyrics

When I was a boy, way back in '64
We played a little game with a team from Baltimore.
Now they were pretty rugged
The ball it went a-flyin'
But we had Lou the Toe, Paul Warfield, and Frank Ryan.


And when I was a boy, we played out on the street
A game called Jimmy Brown tackle football on concrete
Well we sure took our lumps then
But still, and all the same
We didn't mind abrasions, we just loved to play the game called the

Cleveland Browns
From Cleveland town
When that whistle's blowing
We love to hear that sound
Now you may go up now by three points and beat us
But folks, we're from Cleveland, you'll never defeat us!

Then we all grew up, time seemed to slip away,
But we still come a barking on cold December days
With orange hair and pennants
And milk bones and biscuits,
We sit in the dog pound, we've got season tickets!

Cleveland Browns
From Cleveland town
We're the finest football fans
Anywhere around
So if you get rattled and your mind's a reelin'
You've just been playin' a game we call Cleveland

For Cleveland Browns
From Cleveland town
When that whistle's blowing
We love to hear that sound
Now you may go up now by three points and beat us
But folks, we're from Cleveland, you'll never defeat us!

Browns...