Now for a cheer they are here, triumphant! Here they come with banners flying, In stalwart step they're nighing, With shouts of vict'ry crying, We hurrah, hurrah, we greet you now, Hail! Far we their praises sing For the glory and fame they've bro't us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Far we their praises tell For the glory and fame they've bro't us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Here they come, Hurrah! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan the leaders and best Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan, the champions of the West! We cheer them again We cheer and cheer again For Michigan, we cheer for Michigan We cheer with might and main We cheer, cheer, cheer With might and main we cheer! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan, the champions of the West!
wow heres a night from hell... glad I dont have to go to this stuff anymore -- followed by a meal at the Brown Jug.... from freezer to table. The tradition continues.
I will assume you are complaining of the “Meechigan” in Varisty, which was written during Michigan’s time outside of the Big Ten. Varsity was written in 1911 to replace to now outdated “champions of the West” seeing as how Michigan was no longer in the Western Conference. Fielding Yost was the coach at this time, and everyone knew the Old Man held onto his native West Virginian accent, referring to Michigan as “Meechigan.” This lovingly translated over to the lyrics of this song and remains part of Michigan athletic lore to this day (Bob Ufer often said Meechigan in his broadcasts and you can still hear it with some of the ESPN guys).
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Now for a cheer they are here, triumphant!
Here they come with banners flying,
In stalwart step they're nighing,
With shouts of vict'ry crying,
We hurrah, hurrah, we greet you now,
Hail!
Far we their praises sing
For the glory and fame they've bro't us
Loud let the bells them ring
For here they come with banners flying
Far we their praises tell
For the glory and fame they've bro't us
Loud let the bells them ring
For here they come with banners flying
Here they come, Hurrah!
Hail! to the victors valiant
Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes
Hail! Hail! to Michigan
the leaders and best
Hail! to the victors valiant
Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes
Hail! Hail! to Michigan,
the champions of the West!
We cheer them again
We cheer and cheer again
For Michigan, we cheer for Michigan
We cheer with might and main
We cheer, cheer, cheer
With might and main we cheer!
Hail! to the victors valiant
Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes
Hail! Hail! to Michigan,
the champions of the West!
Jim Harbaugh went to Michigan, he played Quarterback.
Lighten up! Don't be a purist. Even Mantovani released an album on the Beatles, Handel's Messiah has been performed in rock style......
6:33 Piccolo part
wow heres a night from hell... glad I dont have to go to this stuff anymore -- followed by a meal at the Brown Jug.... from freezer to table. The tradition continues.
There's a slug in Hilton Head?
I went to UM-Flint, and even I know that's not how "Michigan" is pronounced.
I will assume you are complaining of the “Meechigan” in Varisty, which was written during Michigan’s time outside of the Big Ten. Varsity was written in 1911 to replace to now outdated “champions of the West” seeing as how Michigan was no longer in the Western Conference.
Fielding Yost was the coach at this time, and everyone knew the Old Man held onto his native West Virginian accent, referring to Michigan as “Meechigan.” This lovingly translated over to the lyrics of this song and remains part of Michigan athletic lore to this day (Bob Ufer often said Meechigan in his broadcasts and you can still hear it with some of the ESPN guys).
Eh - the style is too snooty. Varsity and The Victors are meant to be sung with gusto, not with this much precision and over-diction.
It's perfect. The precision is what makes it.
This version is excellent
Spend one day with these guys and you’ll realize they’re the farthest thing from snooty that exists