Grand Old Ivy

by Frank Loesser

Stand, Old Ivy, stand firm and strong!
Grand Old Ivy, hear the cheering throng!
Stand, Old Ivy, and never yield!
Rip! rip! rip the chipmunk off the field!

When you fall on the ball
And you're down there at the bottom of the heap
Down at the bottom of the heap!
Where the mud is oh so very, very deep
Down in the cruddy, muddy, deep!

Don't forget, boy!
That's why they call us
They call us Groundhog!