

Saturday lights
hit the field so bright
Crowd roars loud
when the drive takes flight
But the whistle blows
and the score turns south Still I stand with my heart in
my mouth
(yeah) Through the wins
and the heartbreaks too I will still always breathe,
bleed the gold and blue
From the highest peaks to the lowest ground
My blood runs true when the whistle sounds (bleed the gold and
blue)
Rain pours down
on the homecoming stand
Quarterback throws
with a steady hand
Losses sting
but the fire won't fade
Loyalty runs deeper than any game (ooh)
Through the wins
and the heartbreaks too I will still always breathe,
bleed the gold and blue
From the highest peaks to the lowest ground
My blood runs true when the whistle sounds (bleed the gold and
blue)
When the season turns and the lights go dim
I still feel the pride deep within No matter the score
at the end of the day
This gold and blue never fades away
(hummm) Through the wins
and the heartbreaks too I will still always breathe,
bleed the gold and blue From the highest peaks to the lowest
ground
My blood runs true when the whistle sounds