Shoelace Road
To be read/sung to the tune of Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen
The whistle blows, Denard’s dreads wave
Like a vision he scampers into the endzone as The Victors plays
Bo Schembechler’s soul is holy
He cared about the team only
Don’t fall apart down the stretch again
I just can’t take another ’09 or ’10
Why don’t you stack the box?
You know just what he’s here for
So you’re scared and you’re thinking that maybe he ain’t that fast anymore?
Show a little faith, there’s magic in those shoes
Your team is good but, hey, you’ll still lose
And that’s alright with me
You can hide in the locker room
Study the tapes
Game plan for stopping him
Get pressure in his face
Waste your Fall praying in vain
For a chance to beat us again
Well Denard’s not accurate that’s certainly true
But all the redemption he needs is in those untied shoes
With a chance to win the B1G somehow
Hey what else can we do now?
Except watch every game
And let your jaw drop as you sit and stare
Opposing defenses are busted open
The zone read can take us anywhere
We’ve got one last chance for the seniors
For those who stayed, the dreamers
Get on his back boys glory is waiting down the tracks
Ohhh, you can feel it in the stands
The Maize and Blue are headed back to the promised land
Whoa, ohhh Shoelace Road, ohh Shoelace Road, ohh Shoelace Road
3rd and long but you know we ain’t done
All receivers covered, he can make it if he runs
Whoa, ohh Shoelace Road. . .sit tight. . .take hold. . .Shoelace Road
Well, all of his talent Rich Rod saw right away
“You can play QB” is all he had to say
So Denard went from Florida to Ann Arbor
He didn't bring shoelaces or a barber
And I know you’re longing
For titles we haven’t been winning
But this year will be different
All the fans will be singing
There are tears in the eyes
Of all the coaches who’ve seen you play
They haunt this hallowed Big House
Like stubborn ghosts who just won’t go away
They scream your name at practice the next week
Their tortured defense lies in rags at their feet
In the lonely cool before kickoff
You hear plenty of trash talk
But when you get on the field they’re gone
So, Denard, do your thing
It’s a league full of losers
We’re pulling out of here to win
October 13th, 2011 at 6:16 PM ^
(tear falls from my eye)
October 13th, 2011 at 6:34 PM ^
Bruce would be so proud
October 13th, 2011 at 6:36 PM ^
tremendous
October 13th, 2011 at 6:43 PM ^
Favorite Bruce song of all time.
Thank you for that.
October 13th, 2011 at 6:46 PM ^
That's the way the song should have been written originally.
October 13th, 2011 at 7:29 PM ^
Extremely well done. It's gonna be years before I play Thunder Road without hearing some of your lyrics.
October 13th, 2011 at 7:46 PM ^
I thought it was going to be from Jericho Road by Steve Earle. Silly me.
October 13th, 2011 at 11:32 PM ^
Rewriting songs for M is MY schtick! How dare you do it better than me!
October 14th, 2011 at 8:29 AM ^
Got one For " Born To Run"??
October 14th, 2011 at 9:50 AM ^
Yeah I realized after making this that Born to Run has gotta get the same treatment. I mean, the title is Born to Run fergodsakes. Stay tuned.
October 14th, 2011 at 9:11 AM ^
Coincidence that's on the 'Born to Run' album? ;)
October 14th, 2011 at 11:29 AM ^
someone who can sing needs to record themselves and make a highlight video set to this song.. that being said I can't sing or make highlight videos
October 14th, 2011 at 12:16 PM ^
Awesome. Can we replace Pop Evil with this?