Lyrics

[Almost Draft Day: The Anthem]

Verse 1:
It’s almost draft day, Labor Day’s near,
Get ready, boys, it’s the best time of the year.
We’re slugging down brews, grilling up the meat,
Games on the lawn, everyone’s on their feet.

Chorus:
Slugging down brews, feeling that vibe,
Drugs on the side, we’re ready to ride.
5:30, the Commish drops the vid,
At 6:00, the draft, where legends get bid.

Verse 2:
Sunday’s the day, we’re goin’ all out,
Food on the grill, without a doubt.
Lawn games, party games, we’re keepin’ it strong,
Everyone’s here, it won’t be long.

Chorus:
Slugging down brews, feeling that vibe,
Drugs on the side, we’re ready to ride.
5:30, the Commish drops the vid,
At 6:00, the draft, where legends get bid.

Bridge:
Bonedawg’s in charge, ruling the night,
Colin’s talkin’ football, ready to fight.
Gerald’s still reppin’ those Eagles with pride,
Tallon’s got Clemson, standing by his side.

Jacob’s first to show, always ready to go,
Danny’s swingin’ clubs, puttin’ on a show.
Ramon’s got the focus, Hass slingin’ rope,
Nick’s callin’ out bullshit, never losin’ hope.

Isaac’s got the quiet strength, new but strong,
Evan’s been mockin’ all season long.
Josh rolls in with his Mustang roar,
We’re all here together, ready to score.

Chorus:
Slugging down brews, feeling that vibe,
Drugs on the side, we’re ready to ride.
5:30, the Commish drops the vid,
At 6:00, the draft, where legends get bid.

Outro:
So here’s to the season, let’s make it our best,
Sherman Fantasy Football, where we outshine the rest.
On Labor Day Sunday, the draft’s goin’ down,
Get ready, motherfuckers, we’re takin’ the crown.