As long as I live—I will fight for her name,
With my hand—Strong and True;
When I die, as my innards blacken,
My heart will stay Golden & Blue.
When you ask a kid growing up in Northern Indiana what he wants to be when he grows up, he’ll tell you, “A Fighting Irish.” And when you repeat this question
in any of our great 50 states…
a great many will tell you the same.
Honor & Tradition
The cornerstones of this sacred society that is upheld by the valiant who are blessed to wear these colors. Touched to wear the armor of fighters who do not rely on the luck of the Irish, but the fortune of the brave. In Notre Dame Stadium, you can hear the congregation rah “loyalty” with voices that echo for the football royalty; and before visitors may leave this holy house,
They Will Bow.
Notre Dame is Montana to Haines to come from behind and take the ’79 Cotton Bowl.
It is Tom Clements going 36 yards down the field to Robin Weber to take the 1973 Sugar Bowl.
It is The Four Horsemen.
It is remembering The Gipper.
It is the house that Rockne built.
It is 11 National Championships.
It is carrying Lou Holtz off the field in his final home game after a 62-0 send-off.
It is dreams coming true like Rudy Ruettiger’s.
It is the stars on the field who rule our world today,
The Irish in the stands who will
Rule the world tomorrow.
Bodies of influential entrepreneurs and business people.
It is an audience of divine minds and spirits that will touch this world…
Reach down and move our soldiers with this righteous spirit.
And for 60 minutes we exalt these humble soldiers.
Glory be to the sons of she,
Who sing to her fame with bended knee.
These skies will never forget her name
Our foes will remember
Ever on the heels of legends, we march onward to victory…
When the road rises to meet our champions,
One voice rises with our decree:
Cheer, Cheer for old Notre Dame.
You can find the link to the entire four-volume collection of Alma Mater below!
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