Second String Lyrics & Tabs by Wes King
Second String
guitar chords lyrics
Eighth grade, Away football game
There's a chill in the air, Mouthpieces and Gatorade
My girlfriend's a cheerleader, I'm infatuated with the girl
With the game
My shoulderpads are too small, My helmet's way too big
My uniform's too clean, I haven't touched the ball
She's watching me again, O God
Please make the coach put me in
I know what it feels like to be second string
I know what it feels like to just sit on the bench
And watch your friends play, and wonder why you're even on the team
I know second string
First date, I just got my driver's license
There's fog on the road, we're lost and really late
Driving Mama's car, the wrong way on an exit ramp
First date, I just got my driver's license
There's fog on the road, we're lost and really late
Driving Mama's car, the wrong way on an exit ramp
I know what it feels like to be second string
I know what it feels like to just sit on the bench
And watch your friends play, and wonder why you're even on the team
I know second string
Long time ago, there was a shepherd boy
He tended his sheep, he was of Jesse's line
There was a war going on, when he got drafted by the Lord
His shoulder bones were too small, his suit of armor to big
His sword was way too heavy, still he heeded the call
Armed with his faith, five stones and a sling shot
I know what it feels like to be second string
I know what it feels like to just sit on the bench
And watch your friends play, and wonder why you're even on the team
I know second string
