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| Well that started a tradition every couple days or so
My daddy and I would snuggle up with the TV all aglow We’d sit and watch together ‘til the Rock Chalk Chant was heard Then we’d rustle up to bed while no one said a word |
| And even though it just might seem like it was just a game
When I was on my daddy’s lap it wasn’t quite the same. He’d hug me tight and cover my ears as he’d rue the referees call Than he’d explain to me in great detail the rules of basketball |
| He loved those silly Jayhawks but he loved me so much more
And he never failed to miss a game as together we’d explore The great tradition of KU hoops I loved to hear him tell About the players from the past he knew them all so well |
| My daddy was a great great man even though he had not riches
He always told us funny jokes and kept us all in stitches Our house was never fancy or filled with fancy stuff We never drove in fancy cars but we always had enough |
| In fact I’d go as far as this to say we were quite wealthy
Cause mom and dad were so in love and all of us were healthy And nothing in the world compared or provided as much comfort As sitting upon daddy’s lap when the Jayhawks took the court |
| And to hear him say after every game, he’d say, "Always remember Squirt
When they ask what that bird is tell ‘em THAT’S A JAYHAWK ON THEIR SHIRT!" |
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