Football Songs

Below is printed a list of old and new football songs, some of which will be used at the game today. Everyone is requested to take this copy to the game.

VICTORY TODAY.

Crouching we wait the signal,

Braced ev-'ry man like steel,

On plunge the Crimson back the Elis stagger and fall and reel,

On toward the goal we drive them,--Faster we rush along,

While clear and high along the sky thunders the Harvard song.

CHORUS.

Hail the Crimson hue,--Down with Old Yale's blue,

Win or die,--rend the sky cheering Harvard's team

None may block our way, see the Elis sway,

Raise a cheer for Victory, for Victory today.

GOAL.

Sing, now sing for Harvard,

Thunder o'er the field tonight

A song that thro' the ages

Shall teach our sons to fight for glory.

On, we now are rushing,

For the honor of our name,

Strong and fast to the last till the goal is passed,

For the goal and Harvard's game.

March! March! Onward to the goal,

As the line of the Blue gives way;

And then Fight! Fight! Yale will know tonight

That the Big Red Team can play;

Then Shout! Shout! Put the Blue to rout

While the bull-dog begins to wail

Let them Go! Go! Can they beat us? No! (Shout).

Let them sit on the Fence at Yale.

HARVARD SPIRIT.

Sons of Johnny Harvard, buck the line

And play with all your might;

Show the team from Eli Yale

That we can win with fight! FIGHT!

Watch our sturdy team through hostile line

Stride on to Victory,

Then cheer to the Crimson sunset,

With a hearty, lusty, three times three!

FOR HARVARD.

Oh, when we twist that Bulldog's tail,

You'll hear the Eli's awful wail,

Look away! look away! look away! look away!

We'll make those colors turn a full shade lighter,

Scare that "PUP" till he's no fighter,

Look away! look away! look away! look away!

I'd hate to be an Eli, OH! ME! OH! MY!

We'll take that "Doggie" by the ears,

And tie him up for years and years,

Hooray! Hooray! we'd live and die for Harvard!

Hooray! Hooray! we'd live and die for Harvard!

ON TO VICTORY.

The cheers from the Harvard hosts ring high,

While the Crimson banner's streaming;

Lift the Crimson glory to the sky

Where the sunset red is gleaming.

And our hearts beat fast for old Harvard.

To her name shall her sons be ever true

Long live--her glorious fame!

Long live--her glorious fame!

(Everybody up).

Then STAND, and RAISE your banners on high,

On! on--to victory!

HARVARDIANNA.

With crimson in triumph flashing,

Mid the strains of victory,

Poor Eli's hopes we are dashing

Into blue obscurity.

Resistless our team sweeps goal-ward,

With the fury of the blast,

We'll fight for dear old Harvard

Till the last white line is passed.

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

SOLDIERS FIELD

O'er the stands in flaming Crimson

Harvard banners fly.

Cheer on cheer like volleyed thunder

Echos to the sky.

See! The Crimson tide is turning--

Gaining more and more.

Then fight! fight! fight!

For we win tonight!

Old Harvard forevermore!

GRIDIRON KING.

Hit the line for Harvard,

For Harvard wins today,

And we'll show the sons of Eli

That the Crimson still holds sway.

Sweep down the field again,--

Victory or die,

And we'll give the grand old cheer, boys,

As the Harvard team goes by.

OUR DIRECTOR.

Hard luck for poor old Eli!

Tough on the blue;

Now, all together,

Smash them and break through!

'Gainst the line of Crimson

Yale can't prevail.

Three cheers for Harvard!

And down with Yale!

RAH! RAH! RAH!

(Repeating)

'Gainst the line of Crimson

Yale can't prevail.

Three cheers for Harvard!

And down with Yale!

Rah! Rah! Rah!

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah!

Rah! Rah! Rah!

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!