UF Songs and Yells

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UF Songs and Yells
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University of Florida
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I. I.
Everybody wins but Stetson, Hell's broke loose!
- And they don't win at all. Hell's broke loose!
'd Something seems the matter; Here we come in a hot caboose.
': For they can't play football. Rooters! Tooters! here we are!
\ \So yell like hell, good fellows; Florida! Florida!
\ rThere's going to be some fun: Rah, Rah, Rah!
\ Pst watch that good old Florida
\ ) bunch II
Put Stetson on the bum. With a vivo,
II. With a vevo,
With a vevo, vivo, vumbo!
There's a meeting took place Wt a
FTheres a meeting al ook place Johnnie get a rat trap, bigger than
For the football race
Way down in Gainesville. a cat trap
There were men le Johnnie get a rat trap, bigger than
There were men large and small, at trap;
Lankey, lean, fat and small, Hanibal! Cannibal!
At tat great football meeting. Si, Boom, Bah!
When the game it was out Florida, Florida
How Florida did shout- Rah! ah! Rah
She was so happy.
Old Stetson was tired III.
And could not be inspired, Boom Chica Boom,
So they carried her off the field. oom Chica Bm,
III. Boom Chica, Rika Chika, Rika Chica
Cheer, boys, cheer! Boom.
For Florida's got the ball. Boom get a rat trap, bigger than a
We'll win this game cat trap.
Or play no more this fall. Boom, Boom, Boom.
When we hit their line Hannibal, Cannibal, Sis Boom, Bah,
There'll be no line at all, Florida, Florida, Rah, Rah, Rah.
But a hot time in Gainesville to-
t night.
night. (Tune of Maryland, My Maryland.)
IV.
Hi YiKiY'Neath sunny skies and stately
Hi Yi Ki Yikus, pines,
There's nothing like usFlorida, my Florida.
Florida forever plays football 'Midst orange blooms and trailing
Never defeated except when vines,
cheated Florida, my Florida,
And then by no means at all. There thrives a school of beauteous
V. name,
We'll roll the old football on,Her children need not blush for
We'll roll the old football on, shame;
Oa to victory.Ve sing our Alma Mater's fame-
On to victory.
If Stetson is in the way, we'll roll it Florda, my Florida.
over her. With loyal hearts we join the throng:
If Stetson is in the way, we'll roll it Florida, my Florida.
over her. We pledge our love, both pure and
Oa to victory. strong:
VI. Florida, my Florida.
Her queenly grace wins young and
We'll hang John B. on a sour apple old
tree, And royal robes her form doth fold.
We'll hang John B. on a sour apple We sing the blue and the gold-
tree, Florida, my Florida.
We'll hang John B. on a sour apple
tree
As we go marching on. Rackety-Jack! Rackety-Jack!
Glory, Glory to old Florida, Hulla-ba-loo! Hulla-ba-loo!
Glory, Glory to old Florida, Who are you? Who are you?
Glory, Glory to old Florida, F. U.! F. U.!
As we go marching on. Florida!