Every Dawg

Corey Smith

Composed by: Corey Smith
Every Dawg

A long ride back from Jacksonville 
500 miles from a game we should've won 
Man we ought a burn down that stadium 
Thought this year was gonna be ours 
Talking too much junk in those Florida bars 
Now I'm stunned 
man I wish it was 1981, 

now I know why they say 
every dog has his days 
can't win every game we play 
but every dog has his days 

Longing for those glory days 
like the one he cried run Lindsay Run 
I was too young to be there but I'm sure it was fun 
I bet that crowd was flyin high 
And I bet Glory to ol' Georgia was cried as the band played 
Man I wish I could feel that way today 

now I know why they say 
every dog has his days 
can't win every game we play 
but every dog has his days 

and I played back my favorite victories 
like that last minute win up in Tennessee 
I bet them hob nails hurt like hell 
And I got sweet memories of 2002 won the SEC 
And the sugar bowl too 
Man we had a ball down on Bourbon Street 
Ooh, those were the days 

Just got my tickets in the mail 
Septembers coming fast and I can hardly wait 
They say these guys they might take us all the way 
And if they do I'll be flying high 
and there'll probably be a happy tear in my eye but rain or shine 
I'll be yellin' go Dawgs from the 20 yard line, and 

I know why they say 
every dog has his days 
can't win every game we play 
but every dog has his days 

and we'll be singing 
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia 
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia 
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia 
Oh Georgia Hail to the
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