Josh Jacobs, you run through my mind, With every step, you leave my heart behind. Through every rush, through every play, You somehow steal my breath away.
You break through tackles, you break through the line, But somehow it’s my heart you’ve taken this time. When you hit the end zone, I start to believe, There’s no greater love than the one you make me feel.
So whether it’s Sunday or any day, I’ll be cheering for you all the way.