Lyrics
(Verse 1) Friday night lights, small town dreams, Driving for miles to where the action gleams. Long hours on the road, the game's our devotion, But the pay ain't much, just a labor of emotion.
(Pre-Chorus) Pregame prep, hours on the field, Aging bones, but we refuse to yield. With ref-candy and Ben Gay in tow, We march on, ready for the show.
(Chorus) We're the high school football officials, Half the crowd cheers, half cries, but we're the officials. In heat, rain, wind, or freezing cold, We stand our ground, never growing old.
(Verse 2) Teenagers sprint, while we jog along, But our minds sharp, our calls never wrong. Throw a flag, and the crowd's divided, But in this brotherhood, we're united.
(Pre-Chorus) Ibuprofen's our friend, and Ben Gay's the cure, For the bruises and aches, we endure. Under the lights, we find our thrill, For this game, we'll always feel.
(Chorus) We're the high school football officials, Half the crowd cheers, half cries, but we're the officials. In heat, rain, wind, or freezing cold, We stand our ground, never growing old.
(Bridge) Through the sweat and the toil, we find our joy, In the camaraderie that no time can destroy. We're more than just refs, we're a family true, In this game, together, we'll see it through.
(Chorus) We're the high school football officials, Half the crowd cheers, half cries, but we're the officials. In heat, rain, wind, or freezing cold, We stand our ground, never growing old.
(Outro) Friday night lights, our hearts alight, In this brotherhood, we'll always fight. For the love of the game, and the friends we hold dear, High school football officials, year after year.
