Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PRIDE, artist - Corey Smith. Date of issue: 22.06.2015
Song language: English
PRIDE |
| I read P-R-I-D-E on the bulletin board, first day of my Sophomore year |
| Eastpak on my shoulder, Nikes on my feet |
| Dragging slack, I was busting in my baggy jeans |
| I thought «Psh, whatever» and I rolled my eyes |
| Went strutting down the hall to give my boys high-fives |
| The friends I made back then, are my real friends now |
| I still see 'em when we go hang out |
| In town, down the road from the halls we came of aging |
| Now I get it |
| Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap |
| It’s what held us together around this dot on the map |
| Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket |
| Match it, pride |
| I read P-R-I-D-E on the cheerleader sign on the field on a Friday night |
| I wasn’t on the team, I wasn’t in the band |
| Just another twelfth man up in the stands |
| Flying off my feet when the hometeam scored |
| Laughing at the visitors, pointing at the scoreboard |
| Sure, I got carried away, but I didn’t mean harm |
| Just a fan of where I was from |
| The stadium lights shine bright on us all |
| Win, or lose, or draw |
| Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap |
| It’s what held us together around this dot on the map |
| Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket |
| Match it, pride |
| I was a country boy, but I wasn’t a redneck |
| A solid «B» student on my college prep trek |
| I had ambition, plans of moving on |
| But I graduated college then I came back home |
| Because the trees grow strong when their roots run deep |
| And this town is the only place I can sound asleep |
| P-R-I-D-E is in my heart and soul |
| It’s something I want my children to know |
| So I keep believing, no plans on leaving |
| Even if we have a losing season |
| Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap |
| It’s what held us together around this dot on the map |
| Now its the color I bleed and the stitches and my stitches, and my stitches, |
| and my stitches, and my stitches |
| Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap |
| It’s what held us together around this dot on the map |
| Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket |
| Match it, pride |
| Pride, pride, pride |
| Yeah, I got pride |