My blood runs orange
Yes siree
My blood runs orange
Straight through me.

Early morning
Once again,
Tell me when
The game begins

I want so bad
To taste the field
To run so fast
And never yield

To hear the screams
To hear the sighs
To feel the blood
In my thighs

To make the goal
To do that dance
Oh please God
Just one chance.

To grit my teeth
To feel the pain
To get all muddy
In the rain

To hear the crowd's
Familiar cheer
For their favorite
Volunteer

Their loyalty
Outlasts the day
Especially those
Who want to play.

But it is me
The chosen one
With the reflecting helmet
In the sun.

Not only a game
A way of life
To the simple man
An exuberant wife

This game is all
The world to me
My only chance
To feel so free

My blood runs orange
Yes siree
My blood runs orange
Straight through me.