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There’s nothing like a few months of summer vacation to take away the sting of a humiliating Super Bowl defeat. Back at training camp the sun is shining and you feel like the sky’s the limit. So when your alma mater’s fight song starts playing over the sound system, you can’t stand around like you was Poindexter, you just bust a move (or some semblance there of).

Broncos quarterback Peyton Manning waddling about to Tennessee’s “Rocky Top” won’t win any awards for choreography, but it captures perfectly the insouciance that naturally arises before a new season.


For those of you who have never ventured to Knoxville, we offer here the complete lyrics to the Vol Nation’s anthem. (Best sung after imbibing a pint or two of moonshine…)


Wish that I was on ole Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee Hills.
Ain’t no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top,
Ain’t no telephone bills.

Once I had a girl on Rocky Top,
Half bear the other half cat;
Wild as a mink as sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.


Rocky Top, you’ll always be,
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole Rocky Top,
Rocky Top Tennessee.

Once two strangers climbed ole Rocky Top,
Lookin’ for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain’t come down from Rocky Top,
Reckon they never will.
Corn won’t grow at all on Rocky Top,
Dirt’s too rocky by far.
That’s why all the folks on Rocky Top,
get their corn from a jar.


I’ve had years of cramped up city life;
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
All I know is it’s a pity life,
Can’t be simple again.