I’M A RAMBLIN’ WRECK FROM GEORGIA TECH AND A HELL OF AN ENGINEER
A 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

IF I HAD A DAUGHTER, SIR, I’D DRESS HER IN WHITE AND GOLD
PUT HER ON THE CAMPUS
TO CHEER THE BRAVE AND BOLD
IF I HAD A SON, SIR, I’D TELL YOU WHAT HE’D DO
HE’D YELL “TO HELL WITH GEORGIA!” LIKE HIS DADDY USED TO DO

I WISH I HAD A BARREL OF RUM AND SUGAR THREE THOUSAND POUNDS
A COLLEGE BELL TO PUT IT IN
A CLAPPER TO STIR IT AROUND
I’D DRINK TO ALL THE JOLLY GOOD FELLOWS
WHO COME FROM FAR AND NEAR
BECAUSE I’M A RAMBLIN’ GAMBLIN’ HELL OF AN ENGINEER HEY!