Every Dawg

Corey Smith

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    Every Dawg

    A long ride back from Jacksonville
    500 miles from a game we should've won
    Man we ought a burn down that stadium
    Thought this year was gonna be ours
    Talking too much junk in those Florida bars
    Now I'm stunned
    man I wish it was 1981,

    now I know why they say
    every dog has his days
    can't win every game we play
    but every dog has his days

    Longing for those glory days
    like the one he cried run Lindsay Run
    I was too young to be there but I'm sure it was fun
    I bet that crowd was flyin high
    And I bet Glory to ol' Georgia was cried as the band played
    Man I wish I could feel that way today

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    now I know why they say
    every dog has his days
    can't win every game we play
    but every dog has his days

    and I played back my favorite victories
    like that last minute win up in Tennessee
    I bet them hob nails hurt like hell
    And I got sweet memories of 2002 won the SEC
    And the sugar bowl too
    Man we had a ball down on Bourbon Street
    Ooh, those were the days

    Just got my tickets in the mail
    Septembers coming fast and I can hardly wait
    They say these guys they might take us all the way
    And if they do I'll be flying high
    and there'll probably be a happy tear in my eye but rain or shine
    I'll be yellin' go Dawgs from the 20 yard line, and

    I know why they say
    every dog has his days
    can't win every game we play
    but every dog has his days

    and we'll be singing
    Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
    Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
    Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
    Oh Georgia Hail to the

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