Beer, beer for old Notre Dame.
Bring on the cocktails, we want champagne.
Send the freshmen out for gin,
Don't let a sober sophomore in.
We never stagger, we never fall.
We sober up on wood alcohol.
All the loyal faculty lie drunk on the bar room floor!
Beer, beer for old Notre Dame.
Bring on the whiskey, bring on the dames!
We drink wine or beer or gin.
Don't let a sober person in!
We never stumble, we never fall.
We sober up on wood alcohol.
As our loyal sons go marching
Back to the bar for more!
FIGHT ON!
See you in November.
P.S. The Coliseum has a new, sharp lawn mower.