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Gold Ball


All of the pain, sweat, and tears come down to this

The bonds built will be tested

 It wont be easy

But the reward will be sweet

 

Going to battle with my brothers at my side

Each of us willing to lay it all on the line

All the pain, sweat, and tears come down to this

 

Expectations are high

But that’s a given

Hamilton football

 7 time Champion

 

They say we’re rebuilding

Not given a chance

All the pain, sweat and tears come down to this

 

Day by day

Play by play

We inch closer and closer

Not wanting to give up

Not willing to give in

All the pain, sweat, and tears come down to this

 

 

The Gold Ball is in sight

The game is on the line

All the pain, sweat, and tears come down to this

We’ll prove them wrong

November 28th 2014

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