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T'was the night of the game and all o'er the field
You could hear the cock crowing, the Vols were to yield.
The last year was nothing, t'was just a bad dream.
Stevie would win; he'd have the right scheme.
We drove over snow to Columbia town
And settled in our seats to behold the beat down.
Then out on the field the Vol nightmare began.
I jumped from my seat as Pharaoh ran...and ran
Away to the end zone he flew in a flash
Tore through the defenders as if they were trash.
Over the PA the cock crowed again.
The crowd screamed, "No mercy!", they knew they would win.
But what to my wondering eyes should appear
But an O line and QB that kept the score near.
On Hurd! On Dobbs! On offensive line!
But cock scored again, there was too little time.
10 men on the field and the cock crowed with glee
No way that those Viles would beat USC.
And then, in a twinkling, Dobbs stepped in the mix
Before you knew it, we heard, "Give him 6!"
USC took the field, there was nothing to dread
Stevie was coach and the Vols he could shred.
To cock disbelief, the Vols had a quarterback hunt
It was three and out; USC had to punt.
But there wasn't time for a two minute drill
The cock still strutted; their fans' hearts did fill
There was no need to fear
Stevie boy was here
And sending directions into his team
Stevie saw all his hopes become a bad dream.
For what should occur? It must be a lie!
The Vols scored on the spur; the game was a tie.
T'was now overtime and the cocks won the toss,
With Stevie at helm they knew all was not lost.
The Vols scored, but it was only for three
And the cocks rubbed their hands and crowed loud with glee.
But the defense, the defense, took a chicken to fry
And USC was left a 58 yard try.
And Volnation heard them exclaim, as the kick fell far short,
Well, nothing really, cock was all out of sorts.
But the Vols cheered the Big Orange on the field.
Proud of the team that refused to just yield.
The Big Orange Nation proudly drove out of sight
"We knew we could do it and to all a good night."
You could hear the cock crowing, the Vols were to yield.
The last year was nothing, t'was just a bad dream.
Stevie would win; he'd have the right scheme.
We drove over snow to Columbia town
And settled in our seats to behold the beat down.
Then out on the field the Vol nightmare began.
I jumped from my seat as Pharaoh ran...and ran
Away to the end zone he flew in a flash
Tore through the defenders as if they were trash.
Over the PA the cock crowed again.
The crowd screamed, "No mercy!", they knew they would win.
But what to my wondering eyes should appear
But an O line and QB that kept the score near.
On Hurd! On Dobbs! On offensive line!
But cock scored again, there was too little time.
10 men on the field and the cock crowed with glee
No way that those Viles would beat USC.
And then, in a twinkling, Dobbs stepped in the mix
Before you knew it, we heard, "Give him 6!"
USC took the field, there was nothing to dread
Stevie was coach and the Vols he could shred.
To cock disbelief, the Vols had a quarterback hunt
It was three and out; USC had to punt.
But there wasn't time for a two minute drill
The cock still strutted; their fans' hearts did fill
There was no need to fear
Stevie boy was here
And sending directions into his team
Stevie saw all his hopes become a bad dream.
For what should occur? It must be a lie!
The Vols scored on the spur; the game was a tie.
T'was now overtime and the cocks won the toss,
With Stevie at helm they knew all was not lost.
The Vols scored, but it was only for three
And the cocks rubbed their hands and crowed loud with glee.
But the defense, the defense, took a chicken to fry
And USC was left a 58 yard try.
And Volnation heard them exclaim, as the kick fell far short,
Well, nothing really, cock was all out of sorts.
But the Vols cheered the Big Orange on the field.
Proud of the team that refused to just yield.
The Big Orange Nation proudly drove out of sight
"We knew we could do it and to all a good night."
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