Come a runnin' boys Don't you hear that noise like the thunder in sky How it rolls along good old song From sons of Nebraski. Now it's coming near with rising cheer That will sweep all foes away So our vim We are bound to win and we're going today. In days old Johnny Bender bold would just take ball hand And Benedict right front him They set sail for land. Then Doc Eager too chosen few Would be round everywhere before they’d quit they calmly sit Down behind goalpost there. For Nebraska scarlet cream Though go thru many battles Our colors still seen. so contest victory wave them team always stir Cornhusker The cream. When sun is bright fields ripe tassel on corn You can grow evening glow Or hush early morn. state fair 'tis very air inspires us zest. any fray we not dismay But we’ll do level best.