George M. Cohan
The Grand Old Team
[Intro]
Oh, it's no use, boys in talking
Through Virginia, we'll go walking
When we met them face to face upon this white-lined grassy field
Captain Bocock has the noodle
You can bet we'll risk our boodle
That the contest of today will us the victory surely yield.
[Verse]
Way down South in the land of cotton
Virginia did her training, all efforts straining
Hurrah, hurrah, just watch our backfield play
For they're going some
For a touchdown, by gum;
Blue and Gray, you'll win today,
Honest you're the grand old team.
[Chorus]
You're the grand old team, you're the boys with the steam
You can tear Virginia's line through and through
You'vе got speed to lend, you can skirt each end
For a good gain еach minute, or two
Every heart beats true to the Gray and the Blue
For to win out they always seem
Should 17 to 16 be forgot
Keep your eye on the grand old team.
[Chorus]
Give a long, loud cheer, for the boys without fear
For the flag that they meet with acclaim
They will win the game, to keep the flag from shame
There's a victory for us boys, today
Sing the victors song, as our men romp along
O Virginia, we pity you
Lest fond old memories die away
Cheer again for the Gray and Blue.