The Boys Of Fall by Kenny Chesney Lyrics and Chords

The Boys Of Fall is one of the most popular songs of the time. The Boys Of Fall lyrics were written by Kenny Chesney. This song has sung by Kenny Chesney

SingerKenny Chesney
AlbumHemingway’s Whiskey
Released2010
Difficultyabsolute beginner

The Boys Of Fall

When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass
I’m back in my helmet, cleats, and shoulder pads
Standing in the huddle listening to the call
Fans going crazy for the boys of fall
They didn’t let just anybody in that club
Took every ounce of heart and sweat and blood
To get to wear those game day jerseys down the hall
Kings of the school man, we’re the boys of fall…

Well it turns and face the Stars and Stripes
It’s fighting back them butterflies
It’s call it in the air, alright yes sir we want the ball
And it’s knocking heads and talking trash
It’s slinging mud and dirt and grass
It’s I got your number, I got your back when your back’s against the wall
You mess with one man you got us all
The boys of fall…

*****

In little towns like mine that’s all they got
Newspaper clippings fill the coffee shops
The old men will always think they know it all
Young girls will dream about the boys of fall

Well it turns and face the Stars and Stripes
It’s fighting back them butterflies
It’s call it in the air, alright yes sir we want the ball
And it’s knocking heads and talking trash
It’s slinging mud and dirt and grass
It’s I got your number, I got your back when your back’s against the wall
You mess with one man you got us all
The boys of fall…

*****

Well it turns and face the Stars and Stripes
It’s fighting back them butterflies
It’s call it in the air, alright yes sir we want the ball
And it’s knocking heads and talking trash
It’s slinging mud and dirt and grass
It’s I got your number, I got your back when your back’s against the wall
You mess with one man you got us all
The boys of fall

We’re the boys of fall

We’re the boys of fall…

**********

(x2)

When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass

I’m back in my helmet, cleats and shoulder pads

Standin’ in the huddle, listenin’ to the call

Fans going crazy for the boys of fall

They didn’t let just anybody in that club

Took every ounce of heart and sweat and blood

To get to wear those game day jerseys down the hall

Kings of the school man, we’re the boys of fall

Well it’s turn and face the stars and stripes,

It’s fightin’ back them butterflies

It’s call it in the air alright

Yes sir, we want the ball

And it’s knockin’ heads and talkin’ trash

It’s slingin’ mud and dirt and grass

It’s I got your number, I got your back, when your back’s against the wall

You mess with one man, you got us all,

The boys of fall

In little towns like mine, that’s all they got

Newspaper clippings fill the coffee shops,

The old men will always think they know it all

Young girls will dream about the boys of fall

Well it’s turn and face the stars and stripes,

It’s fightin’ back them butterflies

It’s call it in the air alright

Yes sir, we want the ball

And it’s knockin’ heads and talkin’ trash

It’s slingin’ mud and dirt and grass

It’s I got your number, I got your back, when your back’s against the wall

You mess with one man, you got us all,

The boys of fall

Well it’s turn and face the stars and stripes,

It’s fightin’ back them butterflies

It’s call it in the air alright

Yes sir, we want the ball

And it’s knockin’ heads and talkin’ trash

It’s slingin’ mud and dirt and grass

It’s I got your number, I got your back, when your back’s against the wall

You mess with one man, you got us all,

The boys of fall

We’re the boys of fall

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