Crimson is...

Crimson is...
A ridiculously big stadium, and 80,000 or your closest friends...
The pagentry of the Million Dollar Band...

Saban leading the team onto the field...

Nationally ranked Business School (of which my husband is a graduate)...

Celebrating a win with your husband...

Celebrating a win with your girls from the best four years of your life!

Alma Mater
Alabama, listen, Mother,

To our vows of love,

To thyself and to each other,

Faithful friends we'll prove.

Faithful, loyal, firm and true,

Heart bound to heart will beat.

Year by year, the ages through

Until in Heaven we meet.

College days are swiftly fleeting,

Soon we'll leave their halls

Ne'er to join another meeting'

Neath their hallowed walls.
Faithful, loyal, firm and true

Heart bound to heart will beat

Year by year, the ages through

Until in Heaven we meet.

So, farewell, dear Alma Mater

May thy name, we pray,

Be rev'renced ever, pure and stainless

As it is today.
Faithful, loyal, firm and true

Heart bound to heart will beat

Year by year, the ages through

Until in Heaven we meet.

Yea Alabama
Yea, Alabama!

Drown 'em Tide!

Every 'Bama man's behind you,

Hit your stride.

Go teach the Bulldogs to behave,

Send the Yellow Jackets to a watery grave.

And if a man starts to weaken,

That's a shame!

For Bama's pluck and grit haveWrit her name in Crimson flame.

Fight on, fight on, fight on men!

Remember the Rose Bowl, we'll win then.

So roll on to victory,

Hit your stride,

You're Dixie's football pride,

Crimson Tide,

Roll Tide, Roll Tide!!