Green Bay, Title town, Lambeau Field, the Packers
Fan or not the experience is breathe, taking
People from all over the country, some oversea
Come to enjoy the long traditions and magic
Tailgaters everywhere, Grills a fire
Strangers talking as friends, chatting last week's game
Brats, Hamburgers, steaks sizzling
The beer in the coolers chilling, the soda & booze fizzling
Bean bags tossing, Music is blasting tunes
Women dancing, Guys laughing
Flags flying, Green and gold flowing everywhere
The proud partiers showing their pride
Stands and Bands surround the Sacred land
The bars full of crazy fun fans
The costume they wear, so unique
From the Bishop to the Hulk
War paint on, warmed up for the frozen tundra
The pregame rituals, praying to the football gods
Beer salutes for a championship, nothing, no less
These fans win or lose treat strangers as one of them
Cheering, laughing, crying, praying all during the game
The roar of the crowd flows all over town
The streets so deserted, not a creature moving during game time
The anthem being sung, the jets roaring by, a salute to America
The coin flip and the kick off sends the crowd a frenzy
The roar of cheers and boos echo in the air
Score and the player leap to the stands
The big jump their own way, Lambeau Leap style
The hugs and cheers for the soldier of score.
Smiles all around, cameras flashing
An experience no other place comes close to
Green Bay the heavens of football
The traditions and standards everyone enjoys
Win or lose loyal as they get
Go my friend, fan or not, you will be surprised
It's a lifetime of memories and the experience never changes
Go now and experience the Lambeau Effect
For it is worth the hype, football's heaven
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