Little Eagles: Welcome
IF THE SHOE FITS
Please don't curse that boy down there; He is my son, you see; He's only just a boy you know, He means the world to me.
I did not raise my son, dear fans, For you to call him names; He may not be a super-star, But he's my son just the same and this is just a youth football game.
So please don't curse those boys down there, They do the best they can; They've never tried to lose a game, They're boys and your'e a man.
This game belongs to them, you see, You're really just a guest; They do not need a fan like you, They need the very best!
If you have nothing nice to say, please leave the boys alone, And if you've forgot your manners, then why don't you stay at home!
So, please don't curse those boys down there, Each one's his parent's son, Because win or lose, you see, to us, they're NUMBER ONE!!