Kingsford 100 Lyrics

Drop the top convertible ride

Edison likin' how the moonbeams shine

Laughin' out loud with Firestone

Ford at the wheel, ideas being born

Build a factory on ol' farmland

Producing lumber, woody wagons, and gliders by hand

Charcoal made from rough scrap wood

Red, hot briquettes, man, the grillin' tastes good

They took a northern road, carving out their own history

Founded a city in the middle of God's country

Sending' dreams up, up, and away

Watch 'em grow like you're a little kid

In the blink of an eye

Kingsford 100

Some things a book won't teach

Golden moments within your reach

A free land where eagles fly

High in the clear blue U.P. sky

Fall breeze blowin' in the Heights

The roar of the crowd under Friday night lights

Kearney and Manders, tougher than gristle

D'Aras and Berlinski runnin' like a missile

They took a northern road, carving out their own history

The red, white & blue wavin' above the Armory

Sending dreams up, up, and away

Remembering what heroes did

In the blink of an eye

Kingsford 100

LoDal, Lakeshore, Grede Foundries

Fontana teaching pilot school

And how about those brave pioneers

The nurses and the cooks and the engineers

So many pages yet to be written

It's looking real good from where we're sittin'

Proud like the champions of '93

And all the fun-lovin' Flivvers like you and me

They took a northern road, carving out their own history

Puttin' down roots and raising a happy family

Sending dreams up, up, and away

Landed us smack dab on the grid

In the blink of an eye

Like the towering smokestacks, Willie and Mark soared high

In the blink of an eye

Kingsford 100, (everybody, welcome home)

Kingsford 100, (may there be a hundred more)