They beat us every damn year
It's been a minute since we pulled out a win
I loaded the truck down with beer
Drove down to watch 'em do it again
And they did, so we went to the bar right after
Met a girl with a houndstooth print
Of her chapter on her shirt
And it turned into talking all night
She came back with me across the Vol' state line

Guess the jokes on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick on her red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide until the day she dies
But ever since that night she's been a Tennessee fan