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A long ride back from Jacksonville, 500 miles from a game we should've won

Man, we oughta' burn down that stadium

Thought this year was gonna' be ours, talkin' too much junk in those Florida bars

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Now I'm stunned, man, I wish it was Nineteen Eighty One

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And I know why they say

Every dawg has his days

Can't win every game we play

But every dawg has his days

Longing for those glory days like the one when he cried, "Run, Lindsey, Run!"

I was too young to be there, but I'm sure it was fun

Bet that crowd was flyin' high and I bet Glory to Ol' Georgia was cried as the band played

Man, I wish I could feel that way today

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And I play back my favorite victories

Like that last minute win up in Tennessee

I bet them hobnails hurt like hell

And I got sweet memories of 2002

Won the SEC and the Sugar Bowl, too

Man, we had a ball on Bourbon Street

Whoa, whoa, those were the days

Just got my tickets in the mail, September's coming fast and I can hardly wait

They say these guys, they might take us all the way

And if they do I'll be flyin' high and there'll prob'ly be a happy tear in my eye

But rain or shine, I'll be yellin' "Go Dawgs!" from the 20-yard line

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And we'll be singin',

"Glory, glory to ol' Georgia,

Glory, glory to ol' Georgia,

Glory, glory to ol' Georgia,

Oh, Georgia, hail to thee."