University of Nevada – Reno Tribute Poem (Alma Mater Vol. 3)

From Alma Mater Vol. 3: The West:


Wanna know what it’s like to ride with the Wolf Pack?
We don’t take bites of freedom,
Motherfuckers Wolf that.



Rusty pick-up trucks with tinted windows:

Disco Bowling wearing Dangle shorts:

Beer Crawls after Balloon Races:

Tahoe then a drunken rodeo:

Play Keno: Pay Reno,

Four years that starts with Hot August Nights

My city, ’tis of thee,
Strip Clubs, Ka-ree-oh-kee,
Now, let us sing.
Land where the Rebels tried,
To take our field but died,
Fate of the losing side,
Reno, let’s sing!

Oh, U-N-Ellll-V,
How do we de-scribe thee?
Awful Awful.
Let’s keep the Cannon Blue,
Shame them to drop out school,
Reno has work for you:
Brothel Brothel.

Burgers and the buffets,
Atkins, please go away,
Let the Pack eat.
Bigg-est Li-ttle City,
Don’t take an-y pi-ty,
When Reb-els Run & flee,
Feed on scraps up the street.

Wolf-ie and sweet Alph-ie
Join us in praise of the
Wolf Pack we love.
Team vic-tor-y is soon,
Pack it’s then back to room,
Howl-ing loud at the moon,
This might be love.

My un-i-ver-sity,
Small town of li-ber-ty,
For thee we sing.
Land with the Stur-dy Team,
Land where ca-si-nos gleam,
Join in on Howl-ers’ scream,
Reno, let’s sing.

You can find the link to the entire four-volume collection below as well!

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