Cut out crowns of cardboard Covered in tin foil Momma go call the neighbors There’s gonna be a show Tee pees in the front yard Purpose in our hearts Tension builds as seats are filled The show’s about to start Clemson colored pom poms Shake above our heads Worn in sheets and blankets Have been ripped from off our beds Dancing round the pine cones Breathin Southern air Grandma’s scarves around our necks Feathers in our hair Lone little boy Off to the side Slow grin on his face And a flag held high Aint sure where to go But knows how to stand That little boy He holds his flag like a man Come to intermission Sell some lemonade Fifty cents a glass And get a goody that our momma made Line up for the finish March in a big parade Singin of our homeland America the brave Clemson colored pom poms Shake above our heads Worn in sheets and blankets Have been ripped from off our beds Dancing round the pine cones Breathin Southern air Grandma’s scarves around our necks Feathers in our hair Lone little boy Off to the side Slow grin on his face And a flag held high Aint sure where to go But knows how to stand That little boy He holds his flag like a man On American land