Yea Skeeters, fight on, Down'em boys
Every loyal fan's behind you, hit your stride.
Go teach the ( ) to behave,
Send those ( ) to a watery grave.
And if a man starts to weaken, that's a shame
The SKEETERS pluck in grit
and write their name in crimson flame.
So fight on, fight on, fight on team,
Remember to fight and to win team
So go, roll to victory, hit your stride,
Your Texas football pride,