Letra
"41 years"
That's all we ever heard
As the boys up in Atlanta
Screamed about the "good word"
"1980"
Was the tired old joke
Just a number keeping track
Of all the fun they'd poke
After Forty One Year
Of "This could be the year"
Your heart is always fighting
What's between your ears
Your hope's so broken
You have nothing to fear
So you can't help but think
This could be the year
Up in Athens
With a cross to bear
They beat everyone so bad
It didn't seem fair
Then the Tide rolled in
And the Dawgs got down
But they knew that they were gonna get another round
After Forty One Years
Of "This could be the year"
Your heart is always fighting
What's between your ears
Your hope's so broken
You have nothing to fear
So you can't help but think
This could be the year
The mailman's still gotta work
Even when it's cold
And a junkyard Dawg's
A beauty to behold
They burned the boats and
They came to fight
Oh! The Tide wasn't rolling
On that Indiana night
As he crossed that line
We had tears in our eyes
Oh, look at the confetti falling out of the sky
Larry, look at the confetti falling out of the sky
After Forty One Years
Of "This could be the year"
Your heart is always fighting
What's between your ears
Your hope's so broken
You have nothing to fear
So you can't help but thin
This could be the year
Yeah, this could be the year
It was our year
Writer(s): Joshua Johansson
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