Red Devil Way

Back when I was younger, every Friday night,
I was always at the stadium,
Watching all my heroes underneath the lights,
Dreaming it was me on the run,

Listening to voices on the radio,
Talking 'bout another Russell win,
Looking at a sea of maroon and gold,
Cheering on the Devils once again,

I've always loved a Friday in November,
When we gather at the field for the game,
In another season to remember,
Watching Coach McGlone teach the Red Devil Way,

I recall the season in '78,
When we hung our first state title sign,
Every generation's learned what it takes,
Blood, sweat, and tears laid on the line,

I recall the magic in 2005,
When the team became champions,
Our town was never so full of pride,
For all our brothers and our sons,

Here come the Devils, the fire and siren sound,
Showing our opponents who we are,
Here come the Devils, by air or ground,
Doing what it takes to defend the R ...