Don't send my boy to M.I.T. The dying mother said. Don't send my boy to Emory I'd rather see him dead. But send my boy to Georgia Tech 'Tis better than Cornell. But as for University of Georgia: I'd RATHER SEE HIM IN HELL! CHORUS: To hell, to hell to hell with Georgia, To hell, to hell to hell with Georgia, To hell, to hell to hell with Georgia, The Cesspool of the South! Mine eyes have seen the glory of the stomping of the dogs, We will teach those poor darn farmboys they should stick to slopping hogs, When the Jackets are triumphant we will raise a mighty cheer, "We'll do the same next year!" On the field between the hedges there arose a mighty stench, In the dog machine the engineers will throw a monkey wrench, When the Jackets are triumphant we will raise a mighty yell, "Them dogs can go to hell!" Mine eyes have seen the glory of the NCAA, They're investigating Georgia players to see how much their paid, After counting all the cars, and the loans alumni made, They outpaid the NBA