♪♪ ♪ Hometown crowd, Friday night lights ♪ ♪ Singing string quarterback coming off the sidelines ♪ ♪ One last play, Hail Mary prayer, holding their breath ♪ ♪ When he threw it in the air, now cubs are raising ♪ ♪ Flags are waving, he's on their shoulders, famous ♪ ♪ Here's one for the underdogs, let them hear you y'all ♪ ♪ Well, hell yeah, they might get knocked down, but everybody loves how ♪ ♪ They don't stay down for long, pretty soon they're ten feet tall ♪ ♪ From odds that can't win to the comeback hit, yeah, come on ♪ ♪ Here's one for the underdogs ♪ ♪ Granddad's farm, hand it down, everybody said he'd run it in the ground ♪ ♪ Spent four long years baling that hay, little by little got the whole loan paid ♪ ♪ Hard work's paying off, you wouldn't believe he's making small town history ♪ ♪ Here's one for the underdogs, let them hear you y'all ♪ ♪ Well, hell yeah, they might get knocked down, but everybody loves how ♪ ♪ They don't stay down for long, pretty soon they're ten feet tall ♪ ♪ From odds that can't win to the comeback hit, yeah, come on ♪ ♪ Here's one for the underdogs ♪ ♪ Ohhhh. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. Here's one for the underdogs, let them hear you, y'all ♪ ♪ Well, hell yeah, they might get knocked down, but everybody lives out, they don't stay down for long, pretty soon they're ten feet tall. From Mottstack, Cape Wind, to the Comeback Head, yeah, come on. Here's one for the underdogs, yeah, here's one for the underdogs. ♪ ♪ Ohhhh. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh.