We were tied with Kentucky, it was down to wire,
The Heels needed a hero to help us soar higher,
Berry? Jackson? Pinson or Meeks?
We needed a bucket to extend the win streaks,
Britt? Hicks? Maybe even Bradley?
We needed a shot, and we needed it badly,
The calendar read March, but we knew it was Maye,
History was written, that fateful spring day,
The shot from the wing, 'twas nothing but net,
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This team keeps on winning, it isn't done yet,
The hero that we, never knew that we needed,
Made sure that the Heels would not be defeated.
Grayson Allen falls,
It is he who has tripped,
Justice is served
The shot that gave us hope, but soon to be forgot,
Jumping and screaming so loud, but it was all for naught,
But now we’re back again, ready to set the record straight,
Destined for redemption, we must fulfill our fate,
No more talk of Nova, the focus is on Gonzaga,
Six titles down already, time for the next step in our saga,
The natty will soon be ours, another ‘ship for the blue and white,
The streets of Franklin will soon, be bathed in bonfire light,
No crying Jordan tonight, smiles all around,
Celebrations world wide, as Tar Heels hark the sound,
Redemption from years past, it all has come to be,
Time to hang another banner, for good ol’ U-N-C.