People's Pilot, Volume 6, Number 23, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 November 1896 — SONGS OF FOOTBALL. [ARTICLE]

SONGS OF FOOTBALL.

INTERESTING FEATURE OF EVERY BIG GAME. Ballad* Manufactured by loyal College Poets to Urge on Their Team to Victory or Rally Them In Defeat—Some of the Best That Have Bsen Sung This Season. One of the most interesting features of all the big football matches and one in which many of the spectators take as much interest as in the game itself is the cheering and singing of college songs that goes on before and during the progress of the game. Every year before a game the poets of the different colleges set to work to evolve new songs to inspire their teams on to victory. This year the number of songs has been more profuse than ever, and much time was spent by the students in learning the words and airs of their new ballads. Here are some of the lyrical gems at the Yale-Princeton game in New York. The Yale men sang this to the tune of “Hold the Fort:” Line up, rushers; line up briskly; Line up with a will! We have always beaten Princeton, And we always will. chokus. Hold the ball, for Hinkey’s coming; Fincke will signal still; Benjamin goes through the center— Win we must and will! Baird will try in vain to drop kick; Chadwick rushes through; Hildebrand is fun for Rodgers; , Cochran's looking blue. Bass and Connor tackle surely, One at either end; Chamberlain holds fast at center; .Murray will nbt bend. Murphy makes a hole at tackle; Hlue will make his gain ; Prinoeton tries to stop Yale’s rushes, But she tries in vain. Lino up, rushers; line up hrlskly; r Line up with a will 1 We have always beaten Prinoeton, And we always will. Another song given with a ring goes to the air of May Irwin’s song, ‘‘The New Bully.” Those are the words: Have you hoard about Old Eli? He's just come to town. He’s round about Manhattan field to throw Old Nassau down. He’s looking for the Tiger. It must bo found. He,s a battle scarred old hero, and he don’t allow Any Jersey jungled Tigers with him to raise a row, For he’s going to catch the beast and tame him now ! CHORUS. Then we’ll give a cheer for Yale, Yale, Yale, Yalel Then we’ll give a cheer for Yale, Yale, Yale, Yalel Then we’ll give a cheer for Yale! We’re looking for the Tiger, to twist his tall! When this song is sung by a chorus of Yale voices, the air will vibrate: Eleven sons of Eli, dressed in quiet blue. They’re here to lick the Tiger, and you bet

they’ll do it, too, For when they get the ball they will go right through! It’s hard to tell who is the best, they’re all so very fine, And Princeton’s men will know it when they try to buck our line , • To find that they are blocked there every tlm lAir—“Oh, Give Us a Drink, Bartender!"] Oh, rush them along, Old Eli, Old Eli, As you did a year ago, For you know that we’re all behind you, behind you, And will cheer you aa you go! Our stone wall line they can never open. Our backs go easily through, 6o give three cheers for our sandy captain; Three qheers for the boys in blue! Brek-ek-ek-ex, ko-ax, ko-ax, Brek-ek-ek-ex, ko-ax, ko-ax, Oh-op, oh-op— Parabalou—Yale, Yale, Yale! Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, Yale l Princeton bad some favorites whioh she sang with a will, notably the old song known by every true son of Old Nassau, “The Orange.and the Black,” as follows: Although Yale has always favored the violet’s dark blue. And the many sons of Harvard to the crimson rose are true, We will hold a lily slender; no honor shall it lack, While the Tiger stands defender of the orange and the black. Through the four long years of college, ’Midst the scenes we love so well As we win athletic victories On the football field or track. Still we’ll work for deajr old Princeton And the orange and the black. Another is r [Special music.] Right through the center! Now round the ends! Shove ’em through, striped Tigers of Prinoeton, Shove ’em through, shove ’em through. Shove ’em through! Here are some of Pennsylvania’s best songs: AND THE BLOW ALMOST KILLED HARVARD. Fair Harvard came to Franklin field One chill day in Nqyember And tried to teach us how to play— Perhaps you may remember. Their backs did all that men could do To drive the leather forward, But they couldn’t beat the red and blue, And the blow almost killed Harvard! [Tune—“The New Bully. ”j Have you seen that new football team that’s just come to town? They have come down to Franklin field. Old Pennsy for to down And to drag the red and blue upon tho ground. Oh, the Indians came down here, with their ax in their hand. I And vowed that they would surely swipe Old Pennsy from this land, But our good team work was more than they could stand. CHORUS. When we put the crimson down, down, down! When we put the crimson down. down, down! When we- put the crimson down, Then a single Harvard rooter won’t be found. [Tune—“Marching Through Georgia. ’’] Oh, come, ye jolly sons of Penn, and make the welkin ring; Raise ye up your voices and a song of triumph sing. Let Old Johnny know that- on the gridiron Penn is king, While 1 we go marching through Harvard! Hurrah, hurrah, we’re in today to wul Hurrah, hurrah, we’ll pocket Harvard’s tin! Our toam was never better, so let’s raise a joyous din While we go marohing through Harvard! Oh, we all remember well the gameqof ninetyfour,