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== Lyrics == | |||
<pre><nowiki>I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech, and a hell of an engineer— | |||
A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, hell of an engineer. | |||
Like all the jolly good fellows, I drink my whiskey clear. | |||
I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech and a hell of an engineer. | |||
Oh! If I had a daughter, sir, I'd dress her in White and Gold, | |||
And put her on the campus to cheer the brave and bold. | |||
But if I had a son, sir, I'll tell you what he'd do— | |||
He would yell, 'To hell with Georgia!' like his daddy used to do. | |||
Oh, I wish I had a barrel of rum and sugar three thousand pounds, | |||
A college bell to put it in and a clapper to stir it round. | |||
I'd drink to all the good fellows who come from far and near. | |||
I'm a ramblin', gamblin', hell of an engineer!</nowiki></pre> | |||
== See Also == | |||
* https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramblin%27_Wreck_from_Georgia_Tech | |||
Revision as of 17:31, 13 December 2021
A short film from 19.
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| Rambling Wreck from Georgia Tech | |
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Release date | 19 |
| Language | English |
Lyrics
I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech, and a hell of an engineer— A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, hell of an engineer. Like all the jolly good fellows, I drink my whiskey clear. I'm a Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech and a hell of an engineer. Oh! If I had a daughter, sir, I'd dress her in White and Gold, And put her on the campus to cheer the brave and bold. But if I had a son, sir, I'll tell you what he'd do— He would yell, 'To hell with Georgia!' like his daddy used to do. Oh, I wish I had a barrel of rum and sugar three thousand pounds, A college bell to put it in and a clapper to stir it round. I'd drink to all the good fellows who come from far and near. I'm a ramblin', gamblin', hell of an engineer!