When our team is at home, or even away,
We vow to pack up and make it a day.
We’ll head out the door and straight to the lot,
To show our team spirit and set up our spot.
The coolers are packed with bratwurst and beer,
And piles of meat the grill will soon sear.
So forget about carbs and non fatty foods,
We promise no diet will spoil our moods.
We’ll wear the right colors and favorite gear,
And root for our team with good natured cheer.
And while we may taunt the visiting folks,
We’ll still shake their hands and share a few jokes.
So come one come all to our tailgate party,
You’ll never go hungry or thirsty you see.
We’re all friends and neighbors when smoke’s in the air,
So pull up a cooler, a bumper or chair.
And when we are done, we’ll clean up our spot,
The bottles and cans and coals that were hot.
We’ll leave it behind, just as it was found,
‘Cause only the rookies leave messes around.
We’re pros at our game and on top of the rest,
Tailgating’s our sport, we’re the best of the best.
We love a good bash and the American way,
We’re proud members all of the USTGA.