As a random internet poster you cannot trust me. But with that in mind, what I'm about to state is 100% undeniably correct:
The rumors were swirling, they flew through the air,
They popped up in papers and folks stopped to stare!
They said, "Dusty May is packing his grip!
He’s taking a flight! He’s taking a trip!"
But Dusty stood tall with a wink and a grin,
Amidst all the chatter and blue-and-gold din.
"I’m staying right here!" he declared with a roar,
"I’m not headed out through the locker room door!"
He wouldn't go south to the Land of the Blue,
Where the Wildcats are waiting (and the pressure is, too).
Not for the UK, not for their court,
He’s staying in Michigan, holding the fort!
He wouldn't go over to UNC,
To sit in the shade of a light-blue tree.
Not for the history, the banners, the fame,
He’s keeping the Maize and the Blue in his name!
"I won't leave for money! I won't leave for gold!
I won't leave for stories of glory of old!
I won't leave for nothing! Not even a snack!
Once I’ve arrived, there is no turning back."
He’ll stay in the snow! He’ll stay in the breeze!
He’ll coach by the Lakes and he’ll coach by the trees!
From Ann Arbor’s streets to the Crisler floor,
Dusty is staying—and then staying some more!
So tell all the boosters and tell all the fans,
That Dusty has firmly laid down all his plans.
No matter the offer, no matter the "Whew!"
Dusty’s not leaving. He’s True Blue through and through!