The Braves are with you
It doesn’t matter where you are
Or what you’re doing
They’re with you, that’s all that matters
Cubs could not catch that baseball
We were together laughing
A shutout is oh so fun, whoa oh
A shutout is oh so fun
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Mostly I’m chopping, hmm
chopping
When you’re winning
You feel a thousand different feelings
A cover of chills
All over your body
And when you feel them
You quickly try to decide which one
You should try to put into words, oh no,
Try to put into words.