
This leaves Tiger fans with only one thing left to do. Find out where "Jughead" found his cheba, invite your friends from Boulder over, put on some Skynyrd, and spark up a fat one. If you don't have any particular Skynyrd song in mind, this one might work...
Tide rolls' on, on off the tube,
Gainsville cheers far, far, far away.
Now I feel the Dawgs, snarl outside my door,
Means I'm leaving my championship behind.
Saturday's gone with the wind.
Our QB's gone with a toak.
And I don't know where we're going.
We have been left with a Mormon.
Well, when this season ends we'll try again,
But I'm leaving my quarterback at Southern.
(chorus)
Saturday's gone with the wind.
Saturday's gone with the wind.
Saturday's gone with the wind.
Our QB's gone with a toak.
Tide rolls on, many miles with 'Satan',
See, I'm watching War Eagle fly away.
Ryan, you see, had to be free
But somehow "Geaux Tiger" will carry on.
(chorus, repeat incessantly until fully baked)
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