| The game was tied at 7-all
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| She said let’s take a walk
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| We found a place behind the stands
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| She said we need to talk
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| She went on and on about this town being small
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| And how she needed other things
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| Just about when they made it 7 to 10
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| She gave me back my ring
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| The cheers went up as she broke down
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| And said it isn’t you
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| I think you know how I really feel
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| But there’s things that I’ve got to do
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| She said something about some school down south
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| Where she was going to go next fall
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| 14 to 10, we were winning again
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| While I was losing it all
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| She looked at me with tear-filled eyes
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| And said I hope you realize
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| That this is not the way that I
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| Meant for it to end
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| And suddenly the crowd broke through
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| Yelling we’ve got spirit, how about you
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| And all that I could think to do
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| Was simply join in
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| She said it’s best if we do this now
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| And it began to rain
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| I wasn’t sure if I was shaking
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| From the cold or the pain
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| And she turned away, then she stopped to say
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| We really hoped I understood
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| I nodded my head as the loudspeaker said
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| The kick is up, it’s good
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| I waited til she walked back in
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| To turn my back into the wind
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| Before I let the tears begin
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| To fall with the rain
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| I made it back in time to see
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| Jason throw to Bobby Lee
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| And make homecoming history
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| With a ninety yard gain
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| There’s a banner hanging down
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| From the stadium wall
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| Reminding everybody of
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| The year we won it all
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| And though I was there at every game, I swear
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| Only one remains a memory
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| It was 21 to 17
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| When time ran out on me
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| 21 to 17
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| And time ran out on me |