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Rambling Wreck From Georgia Tech
I wish I had a barrel of rum
And sugar three thousand pounds,
With college bell to put it in
And a clapper to stir it 'round.
I drink to every fellow
Who comes from far and near —
I'm a ramblin' wreck from Georgia Tech,
And a heluva engineer!
A ramblin' wreck from Georgia Tech,
And a heluva engineer!
A heluva, heluva, heluva, heluva, heluva engineer!
Like all good jolly fellows, I drink my whiskey clear.
I'm a ramblin' wreck from Georgia Tech,
And a heluva engineer!
A ramblin' wreck from Georgia Tech —
And a heluva, heluva, heluva engineer!
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