Danny Gokey - The Coach Lyrics

Silver whistle and an old clipboard A polo shirt and a pair of grey shorts In that summer haze Remember those two-a-days Tougher than a ten pound sack of nails He'd put on his hat and start to yell At the top of his lungs Front and center son

What were you thinking on that play Take a lap and when you come back Maybe you do things my way Let me tell you why I don't let things slide If you can live through me Boy, you can get through life 'Round here, what I say goes 'Cause I'm the coach

Broke his rules and I rode the bench I was pretty good I could run, I could catch Told him that ain't fair He just gave me that concrete stare He said son, in life there's two referees One you can and cannot see And win or lose Well, that's up to you

What were you thinking on that play Take a lap and when you come back Maybe you do things my way Let me tell you why I don't let things slide If you can live through me Boy, you can get through life 'Round here, what I say goes 'Cause I'm the coach

I hadn't seen him in years But it was music to my ears When I stopped by a practice yesterday His hair's a little grayer He's got a new crop of players Ah, but one thing hasn't changed

What were you thinking on that play Take a lap and when you come back Maybe you do things my way Let me tell you why I don't let things slide If you can live through me Boy, you can get through life 'Round here, what I say goes Out here, what I say goes 'Cause I'm the coach I'm the coach I'm the coach