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Yea
Alabama! Drown 'em Tide!
Ev'ry 'Bama man's behind you, hit your stride!
Go teach the Bulldogs to behave.
Send the Yellow Jackets to a watery grave!
And if a man starts to weaken, that's his shame,
For 'Bama's pluck and grit have writ her name in Crimson
flame;
"Fight on! Fight on! Fight on, men! Remember
the Rose Bowl! We'll win then!
Go! Roll to victory! Hit your stride!
You're Dixie's football pride, Crimson Tide!" |
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