I am a Utah Man/Fan, sir, and I live across the green, Our gang it is the jolliest that you have ever seen. Our students are the finest and each one's a shining star, Our yell, you'll hear it ringing through the mountains near and far!
Who am I, sir, A Utah Man/Fan am I! A Utah Man/Fan, sir, Will be 'til I die. Ki-yi! We're up to snuff, we never bluff, we're game for any fuss. No rival band of college fans dare meet us in The Muss. So fill your lungs and sing it out and shout it to the sky, We'll fight for dear old crimson for a Utah Man/Fan am I! Ki-yi!
And when we prom the avenue, All lined up in a row, and arm in arm, And step in time as down the street we go. No matter if a freshman green, or in a senior's gown, the people all admit we are the warmest gang in town.
We may not live forever on this jolly good sphere, But while we do we'll live a life of merriment and cheer, And when our college days are o'er and night is drawing nigh, With parting breath we'll sing that song: "A Utah Man/Fan Am I."