Somewhere the birds are singing,
Somewhere playful children shout,
But there is no joy in ‘Bama,
For the Crimson Tide has just run out,
Twenty-nineteen brings another fall
When the leaves turn crimson red,
And with it comes the Tide again,
That every football team will dread
Meanwhile in South Carolina,
In the mighty Tiger’s lair,
The coveted champion’s trophy,
Sits serenely waiting there
Once again the clarion call will rise
Across the autumn’s tranquil scene
For our Tigers to defend their title
Upon the broad and gridded green
There the Tiger’s mighty roar will sound
To its traditional football foes,
May Orange and Crimson meet again
As long as gridiron grass still grows!
Categories:
Rivals
January 13, 2019
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