Come and listen to my story ’bout a coach named LaneThe poor Volunteer was really glad his daddy cameAnd then one day, he was shootin’ off his mouthAnd out came the news, Ole Petey had run out
Carroll that is. From the Trojans. USC.
Well, the first thing you know when Lane became awareThe kin folk said “Lane, move away from there.”Said “Californy is the place you oughtta be!”So they left a Vol pup,And they moved to USC.
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Apparently there was a riot.
Ridiculous.
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