"Get out there!" You grab you pom-poms to cheer.
You jump up and down and kick to the air.
Great execution and vigor I hear.
You look happy; you are not here to scare.
There's pleaded skirts with stripes on the bottom,
And white rounded shoes, with black no-show socks.
We have to wear our midriffs, it's autumn.
You turn to the crowd, hey look, Mr. Cox!
Our nails are all covered with red and black.
Everybody joins into "Go Big White".
Enthusiasm, that's not what we lack.
Here comes Ms. Pope, Cassville started a fight!
So as you can see we all love to cheer.
Our love for it is like windows, it's clear.
