XXXXXXXXX (Demo) - Thomas Brantley

This city's looking like a ghost town All the stores downtown they've been closing down Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive And if you want a seat you better come on down 'Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound This is the moment we've all been waiting for Lining them up, and the whistle blows This ain't no game around here It's more like religion We've built this thing 'round here A football tradition So everybody get up And feast your eyes On the highlight of small town life It's Friday night And winning state would be a miracle Man, we did it back in '54 And if the baptist church prayed Sunday morning We might just stand a chance with the help of the Lord This is ain't no game around here It's more like religion We've built this thing right here A football tradition So, everybody get up And feast your eyes On the highlight of small town life It's Friday night And now the stadium's quiet Standing here alone on this old 50 yard line If I listen close i can hear battle cries Of all the heroes come and gone before I was alive The memories of fourth and three Now that rival game is coming back to me It meant more than a big state ring If we could do it again it'd never be the same Remember the lights and the butterflies Giving it all just one last time Because heroes are remembered but *dragons* never die This is ain't no game around here It's more like religion We've built this thing right here A football tradition So, everybody get up And feast your eyes On the highlight of small town life It's Friday night Come on

Girl, I would dial your number without lookin' And you'd always pick it up as soon as it rang And I'd hear you say, "I hear my mama coming" And you'd hide the phone underneath the sheets And I'd hear her say, "Girl, haven't I told you? Yeah, I know who you're talking to It's that bad boy It's that wrong side of the tracks boy That break your heart and won't come back boy Why's that boy the one you love?" You're not that bad boy Well, you weren't scared, but you had every reason Me and my boys were nothing short of dangerous But you said, "Boy, you know I've heard you talked to Jesus How's a tough guy like you afraid to love?" You ain't so bad boy You've done some things you can't take back, boy But I see straight through that boy And that boy is the one I love You ain't so bad boy No, you ain't so bad Ain't so bad Well, I remember sitting down beside your mama My hands shaking in my pocket with that ring She says, "Boy, I always knew you loved my daughter She loves you too and I think I know what she sees" "So alright, bad boy Long as them old habits don't come back, boy You know that's how she lost her dad, boy And that boy is the one I loved He was my bad boy He was my bad boy Yes, you ain't so bad No, you ain't so bad, boy"