To: The GSU Fans
Twas the
night before Homecoming, when all through the house
Not a
creature was sleeping, not even a mouse.
The black
& gold shakers lay on the shelf with care.
In hopes
that a GSU victory would soon be near.
The children
were singing and chanting in their beds,
While
visions of marching bands danced through their heads.
Mama and I were
in the kitchen, cooking gumbo and rice.
The annual
Homecoming brunch would surely be nice.
When out in
the yard there arose such a clatter,
We looked at
each other wondering what could be the matter.
Away to the
window I flew like a flash,
Tore open
the curtains and threw up the sash.
When what to
my wondering eyes should appear
But a crowd
of people screaming “Homecoming is near.”
It must have
been hundreds or thousands of them;
all swaying
and moving at the same rhythm.
The crowd
was led by a familiar looking fellow.
He stood out
front with his robe of black and yellow.
I edged closer
to the man; big, bad, and bold.
That’s when I
noticed his robe wasn't yellow, it was black and gold.
“You’ve
forgotten who you are!” the man yelled to us.
“You are
Grambling!” he stated as we looked on with honor and trust.
“Now pep for
the boys during Saturday’s game.
It’s not
about awards, certificates or fame!”
“You cheer
for your team in any kind of weather.
We are
Grambling! You must remember that forever and ever.”
And just
like that he disappeared out of sight.
We were left
with courage and the victory to fight!
The spirit
of Grambling flows through the young and the old.
We wear it;
we bleed it, the black and the gold.
There’s no
room for haters. There’s no room for
fear.
Oh
Grambling, Dear Grambling we do love thee dear.
Our school
is like no other, so we can’t be beat!
We’re
Grambling, where everybody is somebody…with a fee sheet!
So continue to love, to cherish to fight!
Happy Homecoming to all and to all a good night!
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