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Roll Tide!
Here's the fight song:
Yea Alabama! Drown 'em Tide
Every Bama man's behind you, hit your stride
Go teach the Bulldogs to behave,
Send the Yellowjackets to a watery grave
And if a man starts to weaken, that's a shame!
'Cause 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
So, go roll to victory, hit your stride
You're Dixie's football pride, Crimson Tide
Roll Tide Roll Tide!
Here's the Alma Mater
Alabama, listen, Mother,
To our vows of love,
To thyself and to each other,
Faithful friends we'll prove.
Faithful, loyal, firm and true,
Heart bound to heart will beat.
Year by year, the ages through
Until in Heaven we meet.
College days are swiftly fleeting,
Soon we'll leave their halls
Ne'er to join another meeting
'Neath their hallowed walls.
Faithful, loyal, firm and true
Heart bound to heart will beat
Year by year, the ages through
Until in Heaven we meet.
So, farewell, dear Alma Mater
May thy name, we pray,
Be rev'renced ever, pure and stainless
As it is today.
Faithful, loyal, firm and true
Heart bound to heart will beat
Year by year, the ages through
Until in Heaven we meet.
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