One More Friday
by Northbound · Rock · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
heartland rock, gospel, piano, rock, country rock
Prompt
heartland rock, emotive male tenor, stacked gospel harmonies, piano, crunchy guitars, talk box hook, key-change finale
Lyrics
Ooh, ooh One more Friday Cold steel bleachers, breath like smoke, Thermos of coffee, black as it gets. Coach still wears that whistle on a shoelace, Thirty seasons, no regrets. Twelve years gone, but I knew the way, Past the ticket booth and through the gate. Same old lights humming over the field, Same chalk line fading out to gray. Grown men lining up along the fence, Old numbers stitched across our chests. Nobody says what we're all thinking, He taught us to give our best. One more Friday! Let the lights burn bright above the town. One more Friday! Thirty years, and he never let us down. One more Friday, one more time! My dad worked nights, he never saw a game, Coach taped my ankle in the freezing rain. Now my boy's in the band, pounding a drum, Coach pours my coffee: "Knew you'd come." Grown men standing at the fence, He still gives us his best. One more Friday! Let the lights burn bright above the town. One more Friday! Thirty years, and he never let us down. One more Friday, one more time! Final minute, the whole crowd stands, Coach lifts the whistle in his hands. He's not watching the score, He's looking at us, wanting nothing more. One more Friday! Let the lights burn bright above the town. One more Friday! Thirty years, and he never let us down. One more Friday, one more time! One more Friday! One more time!