On The Field

On the Field, on which men play,
Falls the sweat of men,
And from the crowd we hear them say,
Fight, Fight, Win,

On the Field, on which men play,
The battle rages on,
and of the backs that block the way,
The legend, he is gone,

On the Field, on which men play,
The legend takes a breath,
For he has reached the dirt of pay,
and for the defense, this is death!