This Could Be the Year

"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