Red and Blue Runs Through My Veins

Red and Blue is what I choose, I will stand with them win or lose. Because Red and Blue runs through my veins, Whether they are going as slow as a turtle, or as fast as a train, Those colurs are on my heart like a beatiful stain. Oh how i would love to see that field in the morning, The grass coated with dew, And so when I am long gone, I want people to know, that to the red and blue, I always did stand true. (Dedicated to the college of Ole Miss)