Album: The Robe
Eighth grade, away football game
There's a chill in the air
Mouthpieces and Gatorade
My girlfriend's a cheerleader
I'm infatuated with the girl
With the game
My shoulderpads are too small
My helmet's way too big
My uniform's too clean
I haven't touched the ball
She's watching me again, O God
Please make the coach put me in
I know what it feels like to be second string
I know what it feels like to just sit on the bench
And watch your friends play
And wonder why you're even on the team
I know second string
First date, I just got my driver's license
There's fog on the road, we're lost and really late
Driving Mama's car the wrong way on an exit ramp
Long time ago there was a shepherd boy
He tended his sheep, he was of Jesse's line
There was a war going on
When he got drafted by the Lord
His shoulder bones were too small
His suit of armor to big
His sword was way too heavy
Still he heeded the call
Armed with his faith
Five stones and a sling shot
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