Wrong side of the odds!

Saturdays at the Rock, the cold cuts through the crowd Whistles on my walk, gravel crunchin’, voices loud Old gold fills the autumn sky, boots stompin’ right on time Family in their corners, friends line up side by side Back of the truck, crack that can, pass ’em left and right Windin’ up for somethin’ wild, heart leanin’ into the fight Wrong side of the odds, but we’re laughin’ just the same Wrong side of the odds, I’ll holler out your name Wrong side of the odds, I keep standin’ tall (standin’ tall) Wrong side of the odds, I love the way we fall (love the way we fall) Eagle walk, whistles ringing loud, boots and banners chase the sun Nothing steals our thunder, no matter if we’re out-gunned Brothers on my left and right, cold beer sweats down my sleeve The air feels fast, the South feels proud, full of friends I don’t wanna leave Back of the truck, crack that can, pass ’em left and right Ready for the noise, ready for a wild delight Wrong side of the odds, but we’re laughin’ just the same Wrong side of the odds, I’ll holler out your name Wrong side of the odds, I keep standin’ tall (standin’ tall) Wrong side of the odds, I love the way we fall (love the way we fall) Whistlin’ winds, old friends, everybody’s bets gone home But I’d take these days again, every underdog — our song Hands up, every chance, every loss, every win Wrong side of the odds, that’s where it all begins Wrong side of the odds, but we’re laughin’ just the same Wrong side of the odds, I’ll holler out your name Wrong side of the odds, I keep standin’ tall (standin’ tall) Wrong side of the odds, I love the way we fall (love the way we fall) Standin’ tall, keep standin’ tall Standin’ tall, keep standin’ tall Standin’ tall, keep standin’ tall ---