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Park the car here. The drive to Oak Harbor is overrated. (Janie Keilwitz photo)

Small town, farm town, your town
make ’em bow down

Wear the Wolf with pride
your passion, no need to hide

Red and black, red and white
debate rages, for which colors do you fight

Matters not, either way
you’re here to make the other team pay

Starts with a C, ends with an E
fight, no bended knee, bleed to make them see

Play for the uniform on your back
the players who line up, stack by stack

Big city to the North, big city to the South,
talk, talk, talk with the mouth

Leave your town
ignore everyone with the frown

Come play for us
even take the bus

Big city opportunities abound
especially if you can rebound

Take the easy way out
if you don’t have heart for the bout

Run away, leave Cow Town to deal
who cares what they steal

We’ll get you to the next level, they say
though with your soul, you might pay

Big town, big town, it’s a lure
for the one with no fight, the common cur

Stay in the small town, suck it up
talkin’ to you, buttercup

No need to believe the lie
facts not shy

College rides land for a small town star
just as often as those who ran far

Far, far away from their town
makin’ everyone frown

U-Dub, Oklahoma, full ride
what town they come from, no need for us to hide

Cow Town kickin’ your rear
open your ears and hear

Stay local, stay loyal
you can still be a royal

You don’t build teams
you just destroy dreams

When you take the easy way out
ankle to be a big city lout

You live in Cow Town, stay in Cow Town all day
Make the Eagles and RedHawks pay

Or show your lack of heart
by exiting like a big old fart

Leave a stink behind as the door swings
head to Joke Harbor and see what it brings

Not sticking it to coaches
no claims of recruiting like Bellevue cockroaches

Honor abounds where purple and gold adorn hats
much respect for the ‘Cats

Parents, parents who see things not there
that’s what’s tough to bear

Kill Cow Town, exit stage right
do you fear the small town fight

My kid’s goin’ pro one day
gettin’ me that big pay

Brain matter leaking out your ears
for your sanity there are fears

What do you learn when you cut and run
drain the fun

Teach your kids to shortcut
trade homes like a mutt

Lookin’ for somethin’ not to be found
moving up slightly on the mound

Or stay, stay and build, have pride
remain loyal, with nothing to hide

Show guts, show loyalty, show who you are
help us raise the bar

Stay, stay in Coupeville, teach your kid pride and passion
instead of gettin’ a lyrical lashin’

Stand tall, stand straight
make your own fate

Be a Wolf, live a Wolf, today and every day
listen to my words and … stay

We are Cow Town, with you, without you
better to hear us cheer than boo

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