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Tāwas the night before the Big One,
and all through the south,
the Big Orange fans were all busy running their damn mouths.
Better coaches, better players, better stadium, better fans,
the only thing they didnāt attack was our Million Dollar Band.
Fat Phil swore up and down that he and the Vols were good and ready,
but Saturday was a new day; beautiful, hot, and heavy.
From the opening kick-off, the Vols were on their knees,
I guess still looking to clear their dog Smokey of all its darn flees.
It was a constant movement up and down the field,
Bama racked up 500 plus that UTās defense would yield.
We threw, threw, threw that day as it was Wilson to Hall,
Why couldnāt Chavis stop us, it was all the same call!
The more the game went on, the less I heard Rocky Top,
just like in ā05, Tennessee would Rocky Flop.
I ask you, Tennesseee why were you so lame?
I guess you have one thing going for you, at least youāre not Notre Dame.
Where was UTās tradition, their heart, and their pride?
Bama took them to the wood-shed with loud chants of āRoll Tide.ā
Rammer Jammer could be heard for miles and miles, loud and clear,
as Saban and company gave gut shot after gut shot that UT fans will forever fear.
It will be always be remembered as the day of all days,
the day the Tide stem-rolled and cleared UTās orange colored haze.
The game wasnāt even close, and quite frankly a one-sided fight,
have a safe trip home Vol fans and to all a good night.
and all through the south,
the Big Orange fans were all busy running their damn mouths.
Better coaches, better players, better stadium, better fans,
the only thing they didnāt attack was our Million Dollar Band.
Fat Phil swore up and down that he and the Vols were good and ready,
but Saturday was a new day; beautiful, hot, and heavy.
From the opening kick-off, the Vols were on their knees,
I guess still looking to clear their dog Smokey of all its darn flees.
It was a constant movement up and down the field,
Bama racked up 500 plus that UTās defense would yield.
We threw, threw, threw that day as it was Wilson to Hall,
Why couldnāt Chavis stop us, it was all the same call!
The more the game went on, the less I heard Rocky Top,
just like in ā05, Tennessee would Rocky Flop.
I ask you, Tennesseee why were you so lame?
I guess you have one thing going for you, at least youāre not Notre Dame.
Where was UTās tradition, their heart, and their pride?
Bama took them to the wood-shed with loud chants of āRoll Tide.ā
Rammer Jammer could be heard for miles and miles, loud and clear,
as Saban and company gave gut shot after gut shot that UT fans will forever fear.
It will be always be remembered as the day of all days,
the day the Tide stem-rolled and cleared UTās orange colored haze.
The game wasnāt even close, and quite frankly a one-sided fight,
have a safe trip home Vol fans and to all a good night.
