OLD AND NEW FOOTBALL SONGS.

THE CRIMSON.

A murmur runs through the grand stands,

That the crimson team draws nigh,

Now Harvard enters,

Roaring thunders tear the sky,

Bright blankets thrown from strong shoulders,

Sounds the signal swift and clear,

Up, every son of fair old Harvard,

Stand--and--cheer.

THE SUN OF VICTORY.

The sun of victory is dawning,

Mark the crimson of the sky,

Better heed the sign of crimson warning,

Harvard's hopes beat high,

Watch the spirit of old Harvard,

Driving ever toward the goal,

Give them a yell--Ho!

Down the field they go,

While the crimson thunders roll.

TOWARD THE GOAL.

Now they're started toward the goal, boys,

Give the team a mighty cheer,

Watch the crimson tearing down the field,

As the last white line draws near.

Rah! Rah! Rah!

See the team come crashing onward,

Gaining ground on every play,

Harvard! Harvard! Victory is yours,

For Harvard surely wins today.

VICTORY.

Roll up the crimson score,

Harvard's banners waving,

We'll win for evermore,

Sing a rousing crimson song,

Nearing the goal again,

Once more plunge to glory,

Up! wave your flags and cheer,

For one more victory.

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

They can't prevail.

Three cheers for Harvard!

And down with Yale!

RAH! RAH! RAH!

(Repeating)

'Gainst the line of Crimson

They 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!

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,

When the Harvard team goes by.

UP THE STREET.

Look where the Crimson banners fly!

Hark to the sound of tramping feet!

There is a host approaching nigh,--

Harvard is marching up the street!

Onward to victory again!

Marching with drum-beat and with song,--

Oh, hear the refrain!.

As it thunders along--as it thunders along!

Behold! they come in view!

Who wear the Crimson hue--

Whose hearts are strong--

Whose hearts are true.

Ever to Harvard! Ever to Harvard!

And Harvard's glory shall be our aim,

And through the ages the sound shall roll,

When all together we cheer her name.--

When we cheer her with heart and soul!

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!

GLORY FOR THE CRIMSON.

Raise the crimson ensign to the place it held of yore!

In the loyal spirit that shall live forever more!

The sun will set in crimson as the sun has set before!

For this is Harvard's day!

Glory! glory for the crimson!

Glory! glory for the crimson!

Glory! glory for the crimson!

For this is Harvard's day.

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 the name of Harvard

Till the last white line is passed.

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard! Harvard! 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!

ONE, TWO, THREE TIMES THREE FOR HARVARD.

Cheer for fair Harvard,

For her heroes brave,

Cheer her flaming crimson standards,

That for victory wave.

Cheer for fair Harvard,

Till the grand stands sway,

Give a one, two, three, times three for Harvard,

We're going to win today.

VICTORY FOR HARVARD.

What's the tumult and shouting in the street?

Victory for Harvard!

What's the tramping and measured tread of feet?

Victory for Harvard!

Lift the cheering,

Lift the cheer;

Victory's nearing,

Victory's near;

Oh, smite for the might and the glory of our year,

Victory for Harvard.

What's the blare of the trumpet and the drum?

Victory for Harvard!

What's the flare of the rocket and the gun?

Victory for Harvard!

Lift the cheering,

Lift the cheer;

Victory's nearing,

Victory's near.

Oh, shout at the rout and the glory of our year,

Victory for Harvard.