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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Saturday morning
Dew on the grass
Dad’s old jersey
Hanging off my back
White chalk lines
Crooked but bright
I lace up slow
Heart already in the fight
[Chorus]
This is my field
My breath
My sky
Mud on my cleats and sweat in my eyes
Win or lose
I’m still alive
When the world falls quiet
I hear that crowd in my mind
This is my field
My breath
My sky
[Verse 2]
Halftime talking
Coach says my name
Hands are shaking
But I love this game
Scraped-up elbows
Numbers on the board
Friends on my left
Like a shield
Like a sword
[Chorus]
This is my field
My breath
My sky
Mud on my cleats and sweat in my eyes
Win or lose
I’m still alive
When the world falls quiet
I hear that crowd in my mind
This is my field
My breath
My sky
[Bridge]
One last drive
Under fading light
Every heartbeat
Counting down the time
If I fall short
I’ll get up next week
‘Cause the dream lives
Where the ground meets my feet
[Chorus]
This is my field
My breath
My sky
Mud on my cleats and sweat in my eyes
Win or lose
I’m still alive
When the world falls quiet
I hear that crowd in my mind
This is my field
My breath
My sky
Mud on my cleats
And I feel so right
Details
GeneratedMar 3, 2026
Duration3:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Warm acoustic guitar with light percussion and soft male vocals; verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, fingers brushing strings, then chorus lifts with doubled vocal, claps on the backbeat, and a subtle harmony. Energy starts reflective on the first chord, opens up into a communal singalong by the final chorus, with a brief stripped-down middle-8 to spotlight the lyric before the last big refrain., football, acoustic
Credits
Prompt byRoyalCrush317
ModelAria v5
Prompt
An acoustic song about football
