(Thanks to Phil Rutledge for digging this out of the archives)
IT'S BEEN TWENTY YEARS SINCE YOU GRADUATE.
YA'LL ALL GETTING OLD, BUT IT AIN'T TOO LATE
TO LEARN A NEW SOUND, TO GET YOUR TOES A TAPPIN'
SOMETHIN' KINDA NEW, MY KIDS CALL RAPPIN'.
WE'RE THE LEE HIGH RAPPERS AND WE'RE GLAD TO BE
THAT'S JONES AND BRUCE AND STEVE. THAT'S ME.
THERE'S SUMNERS AND JEANNE AND PENNY CHICKENED OUT,
BUT SHE'S DONE HER PART, THERE AIN'T NO DOUBT.
THE REUNION COMMITTEE PUT US HERE TO RHYME.
WE ALL GOT TOGETHER, DIDN'T TAKE MUCH TIME.
OUR PURPOSE HERE IS TO TELL THE STORY
ABOUT THE GOOD OLD DAYS, THE DAYS OF GLORY.
THE T.V.C. CHAMPS WERE OUR CLAIM TO FAME,
PUT TOGETHER BY A MAN. KEITH BABY WAS HIS NAME
NOW SOME FOLKS SAY THIS MAN'S GETTIN' OLD.
BUT COME THIS FALL, HE'LL BE IN GREEN AND GOLD,
BONFIRES, WE KNOW, WERE PART OF THE GAME,
BUT THEY WOULDN'T EVEN HAPPEN WITHOUT THE KEY CLUB NAME.
NOW THAT CLUB WAS FORMED FOR COMMUNITY GOOD,
BUT» INSTEAD, WE GOT TOGETHER TO GO STEAL WOOD
THE ROUND BALL COACH HE HADN'T PLANNED TO BE.
SULLINS LOCKED THE DOORS SO WE COULDN'T SEE.
NOW SAM WAS A MAN WHO COULD PUT UP A FUSS,
ESPECIALLY WHEN POOLE TIED A HOSE TO THE BUS.
THE DANCE TEAM STARTED FOR THE VERY FIRST YEAR
AND THE GUYS IN THE CROWD REALLY LET OUT A CHEER
THIS GROUP HELD TOGETHER WITH A LOT OF TRADITION
CAPTAIN JEANNE CAME BACK FOR ONE MORE RENDITION.
THE CHEERLEADERS WON THE MOVES FIGHT WITH A GIGGLE,
CAUSE MRS. KUHN WOULDN'T LET THE DANCE TEAM WIGGLE.
SHE MADE THE CONFEDERETTES ACT NICE AND PROPER,
BUT WHEN VAN DYKE GOT STARTED. SHE COULDN'T STOP HER.
WITH THE CLASS OF'67 NO LONGER THERE,
THE SENIOR PRIVILEGE CUPBOARD IS A LITTLE BIT BARE .
WHY WE EVEN HEAR THERE'S NO SENIOR PICNIC,
SUMP IN' BOUT SOME BEER AND A LITTLE CAR WRECK.
WHEN LARRY LED THE BAND, THEY STILL PLAYED DIXIE
AND THE MAJORETTES WERE CUTE LITTLE PIXIES.
ON BALLGAME NIGHTS, WE COULD HARDLY STAND WATCH IN'
LITTLE PINK TIGHTS COMIN' OUTA THOSE CANS.
THERE WAS A PARKING SPACE UNDERNEATH THE TREE,
IT WASN'T LIKE THE REST, IT DIDN'T COME FREE.
THE FIGHT WASN'T MUCH, CAUSE NOBODY CAME
AND THE MOTLEY MOB WAS NEVER THE SAME.
MR. WILLIAMS TRIED TO HELP WHEN HE PUT A STOP
ONLY ONE HAIRCUT AT LIMBAUGH'S BARBER SHOP.
WE TRIED TO GET SHEPPARD TO BE OUR FELLER
AND RECITE A FEW VERSES OF "RINDERCELLER".
BUT I GUESS WITH OLD AGE YOUR NERVE YOU LOSE,
HELL, EVEN BACK THEN, HIS NERVE WAS BOOZE.
AND SPEAKING OF NERVE, WE HEARD MCCULLEY'S TOOK A WALK.
AT ASSEMBLIES HE PASSED OUT SO HE WOULDN'T HAVE TO TALK.
IT'S THE 20TH REUNION AND WE'RE GLAD YA'LL CAME
YA'LL ALL LOOK DIFFERENT!!!
WE STILL LOOK THE SAME.
BY STEVE SUMNERS
STEVE STRICKLIN
JEANNE JOHNSON
BRUCE PYLANT
JIM JONES
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