Lyrics

(Verse 1)
We ain’t fresh outta high school, nah, we got some years
But don’t mistake these grayin’ beards for switchin’ gears
Still lace ‘em up, still take the charge
Still callin’ bank from half-court, shootin’ large

Got day jobs and busted knees
But we show up like it’s the big leagues
A bunch of good ol’ boys with a drive that don’t quit
Cowboy boots to Nikes, still throwin’ down grit

(Chorus)
We’re the Old Hogs, makin’ noise on the court
Backboard slammin’, crowd yellin’ for more
Ain’t no lookin’ pretty, just tough and precise
Drippin’ sweat, hittin’ threes under Friday night lights
Champ rings don’t lie, yeah, we’ve won more than some
From cowboy boots to basketball shoes—we get it done

(Verse 2)
Late night practice in a high school gym
Still talk trash, still play to win
Old tricks up our sleeves, muscle memory strong
Even our bounce-back’s got a battle-worn song

We’re the dads, the vets, the ones who stayed
Still breakin’ ankles with a pump fake
Ain’t no scouts in the stands, no highlight tape
But we hoop like glory’s ours to take

(Chorus)
Yeah, we’re the Old Hogs, paintin’ nets with fire
Settin’ picks like brick walls, raisin’ that bar higher
Passin’ like brothers, tight as a crew
Still runnin’ the floor like we’re twenty-two
Champ rings don’t lie, yeah, we’ve won more than some
From cowboy boots to basketball shoes—we get it done

(Bridge)
It ain’t about fame, it’s about pride
About the laughs, the fight, the ones by your side
We don’t hang up our dreams on the wall
Nah, we still show up—ball after ball

(Final Chorus)
We’re the Old Hogs, legends in our town
Still makin’ them young bucks chase us down
Ain’t no give-up in this old frame
Just heart and hustle and love for the game
Champ rings don’t lie, yeah, we’ve earned every one
From cowboy boots to basketball shoes—we get it done