Dressed in gold and blue
I'll tell anyone who listens
I played fullback in ’82

Or that my ring still fits
Yeah I'll tell anyone who listens
You win state with heart and grit

I don't talk about the headaches
No I don’t talk about the nights when I forget where we parked
I don't talk about the desperate thoughts
That come for me in the dark, that come for me in the dark

I felt it radiate through my bones into my fingers
When the fight song plays it's like my soul came up for air
And on my lowest days I watch these boys fight under bright fluorescent glare
And I feel at home out there

At the Landing Strip
I'll tell anyone who listens
That Riggins boy plays like I did

Or in the parking lot
I'll tell anyone who listens
You win games running the rock
But I don't talk about the mood swings
I'm still embarrassed by the night I yelled at coach and his kid
I don't talk about the tougher weeks
When I can’t get out of bed
Can’t get myself out of bed, can't get myself out of bed

I felt it radiate through my bones into my fingers
When the fight song plays it’s like my soul came up for air
And on my lowest days I watch these boys fight under bright fluorescent glare
And I feel at home out there

Dressed in gold an blue
I'll tell anyone who listens
I played fullback in '82