Til the Last Whistle Blows (From "the Last Whistle")

Fieldhouse was alive Heavy metal and slammin' weights It's the price of the prize And the part of your soul That you have to pay Two a days in the Texas sun Forget about the girl That's over and done I hated to watch her walk away But it's time to play It's time to play In our town The field was sacred ground Friday night was the show The lights were on, everybody goes In our town We give 'em hell on every down We play hard, everybody knows You give it all Til the last whistle blows When you're all in Take care of one another The roll of the dice, sacrifice And lay it on the line for your brother And it feels good And you're never gonna grow old Life flies by at the speed of sound Don't you know that's the way it goes In our town The field was sacred ground Friday night was the show The lights were on, everybody goes In our town We give 'em hell on every down We play hard, everybody knows You give it all Til the last whistle blows 'Cause Friday night lights are still shinin' And maybe it's time to let 'em go They say you can't take it with you but they're lying Those days are mine Til the last whistle blows In our town The field was sacred ground Friday night was the show The lights were on, everybody goes In our town We give 'em hell on every down We play hard, everybody knows You give it all Til the last whistle blows