Morgan grew up by the Wasatch Mountains,

Cheering loud for those West Jordan Jags.

She’s in the stands wearing home-team colors,

Waving a banner, watch the spirit she drags.

She’s got a spark in her eyes and a flag in her hand,

She loves this country from sea to shining sand.

Morgan, Morgan, sweet hometown soul,

Proud of her family, her heart is whole.

Morgan, Morgan, she’s a star shining bright,

Rooting on her Jags every game day night.

She loves America and all that’s true,

Morgan from West Jordan, this song’s for you.

She bakes apple pies on a Sunday morning,

Hugs her folks with a love so deep.

When the anthem plays, you can bet she’s singing,

Holding her hand over her heart she’ll keep.

Ready to stand up for what she believes,

She’s driven by pride and unwavering dreams.

Morgan, Morgan, sweet hometown soul,

Proud of her family, her heart is whole.

Morgan, Morgan, she’s a star shining bright,

Rooting on her Jags every game day night.

She loves America and all that’s true,

Morgan from West Jordan, we all look to you.

She’s the spark in the night,

She’s the warmth in the cold,

Her passion burns bright

In every story told.

She’s loyal and kind,

With big dreams in her heart,

Morgan’s love lights the way—

We’ve known it from the start.

Morgan, Morgan, sweet hometown soul,

Faith in her family makes her spirit glow.

Morgan, Morgan, always ready to fight

For the Jags and the flag—her guiding light.

She loves America and all that’s true,

Morgan from West Jordan, this one’s for you.

Morgan from West Jordan, we sing for you.