THE TRIBE (Pickleball Anthem) 🎶 [Intro – Chant] Yeah yeah! From the court to the corner! From the serve to the laughter! One love! One heart! We call ourselves… THE TRIBE! [Verse 1] We came together with a paddle in hand, Different stories from across the land, Just to rally, just to play, But something greater was born that day. Not just games and not just scores, But brotherhood knocking on the door, Sweat and smiles under the sun, Pickleball made us one. [Pre-Chorus] Osas the coach with the master plan, Building warriors, man to man, Not just fitness — something deeper inside, He didn’t build a team… he built The Tribe. [Chorus] We are The Tribe — strong and united, Different minds but love ignited, From the baseline to life’s tide, Pickleball brought us side by side. Through every serve, through every fall, We stand together, we stand tall, In joy, in need, we don’t divide — That’s the spirit of The Tribe! [Verse 2 – The Characters] Taker — the soul, keeps the fire alive, David the man of God, praying for The Tribe, Demola steady, the good guy flow, Wale Solar — best ref we know. Femi laughing, joy on repeat, Seun — “I no go greet” — still brings the heat, Yinka marching like military code, Tosin running every errand load. Tokunbo fabulous, malu with grace, Seye the Law — setting the pace, Bidemi Aka Bidex always on the move, Egbon Tade — Arsenal groove. Adams the gentleman, painting calm, Lanre cool like a healing balm, Gboyega handling finance right, Dami the AI Babalawo — future in sight. [Bridge – The Rivalry] Half shout “United!” loud and proud, David and Wale stand from the crowd, Dami, Gboyega, Osas too, Yinka, Babalawo,Demola — red runs through. Arsenal soldiers never retreat, Egbon Tade and Seye won’t accept defeat, Lanre, Tosin, Femi, Seun, North London fire every June! Chelsea FC — small but strong, Taker and fabulous Tokunbo sing their song, But when the whistle blows at last, All those rivalries fade so fast. [Final Chorus – Bigger Harmony] We are The Tribe — heart connected, Different paths but all respected, When life serves hard, we don’t divide, We rally back — side by side. More than a team, more than a game, Pickleball lit an eternal flame, Through every season, rain or shine, Forever brothers — The Tribe! [Outro – Chant] From laughter to lifting when someone falls, From friendly banter to late night calls, If you need a hand, just say the word — The Tribe will show up — undeterred. One love! One court! One Tribe! 🎵
