(To the tune of "The Yellow Rose of Texas")
Oh, we are the great Gibbs Team,
And we are family;
We catch traitors and bad guys
And never set them free.
We bag and tag and photograph,
Seek witnesses to question.
We handcuff and interrogate
'Til we get a confession.
Then in the lab there's Abby,
And she has lots of tats.
She tests and analyzes
In the company of bats.
She loves to sip her Caf-Pow,
Still strives when things seem bleak.
But her efforts are worthwhile,
For Gibbs' kiss upon her cheek.
In autopsy there's Ducky,
And Jimmy Palmer, too.
They examine bodies;
There's always someone new.
They cut and saw and carve and stitch
They're good at what they do.
They check skin, blood, and tissue
And seldom miss a clue.
The team leader is Jethro
The most important link.
He answers stupid statements
With a short "Ya think?"
His senior guy is Tony,
A movie buff, it's true.
A wise guy and a prankster,
A leader of Gibbs' crew.
Tim McGee's an agent
The best geek in the room.
And Tim McGee's an author
He has a nom de plume.
He's known as Thom E Gemcity,
Writer of "Deep Six,"
And he'll deal with your computer
When you are in a fix.
Ziva's an assassin;
She's Mossad trained and bred.
But she'll also cook you dinner
When you need to be fed.
The others all make fun of her,
Her idioms do slip.
But Ziva can get even
With death by paperclip.