Just a small market team
Ballin' in a lonely world
They took the vict’ry train goin' anywhere
Just some city boys
Even got one from Detroit
He took the midnight train from up there
A player in a crowded room
The smell of bbq and beer does loom
For a win they can steal tonight
The streak goes on and on and on and on
Spurs are waiting
Up and down the Riverwalk
Their old bones achin’ in the night
Grit grind people
You’ll never find more devotion
Cheerin’ somewhere in the night
Grinding hard, the Grizz got the skill
All the fans want a thrill
Beatin’ them would sure be nice, just one more time
Some we’ll win, some we’ll lose
Some of us sporting Beale Street blues
Oh, the grinding never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Spurs are waiting
Up and down the Riverwalk
Duncan and Parker can’t sleep at night
Grit grind people
Faith runnin’ deeper than the ocean
Tony’s tweetin’ something late at night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Grit grind people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Grit grind people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
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