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Coaches Sorrow

A true coaches sorrow

Comes when there is no tomorrow

When he realizes at last

His time has come and past

He will not see another boy

Go through his program and become a man

He will not feel the joy

Of the player becoming the best he can

But wisdom of the coach will pass on

It will linger in souls like a song

And the melody will escape and be shown

When the player becomes a father of his own

Yes, a true coaches sorrow

Comes when there is no tomorrow

When he realizes at last

His time has come and past