Roll Mother Fucking Tide

by Ben Smolin

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Roll Mother Fucking Tide by Ben Smolin

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Hey there girl I caught you looking, you’re the cutest thing I think I’ve ever seen,
I know I’m no matthew Mcconaughey I know I’m no James Dean,
But I’m a member of a cool fraternity,
I’m a kappa delta epsilon, as proud as can be, we’re firm believers in southern tradition,
And aggressive hazing,
I see that you’re a member of delta phi omega three,
So like that Dave Matthews song won’t you come crash into me,

(Chorus)
So now we go to football games together and shout, “Roll Mother Fucking Tide,”
It’s the only thing in life that really makes us feel alive,
We have so much in common, we don’t have too much to hide,
These Bama game days are the best days of our lives.”

So we got married in the summer had two kids in no time,
We got a nanny for the daytime and a sitter for the night,
So we can still go out to dinner and get drunk on fine wines,
A recreation of those good old college times,
Eventually you caught me with my secretary so you get a couple facelifts and a couple surgeries,
Now you’ve got your own secrets and you’ve got your own affairs,
And out last name becomes the only thing we really share,
But you’re addicted to that income so you’ll keep holding that place,
I need a wife for social status, you need that ring for social grace,
After all I’m as southern gentleman and you’re just a southern belle,
We both know that don’t mean shit, but neither one of us will tell,
We drive separate land rovers and we sleep in separate beds,
We take separate pills for the problems in our separate heads,
And we think back longingly on our good old college days,
When I was a cocky frat boy, you were a Tuscaloosa babe,

(Chorus)
But we still go to football games together and shout “Roll Mother Fucking Tide,”
Cause it’s still the only thing we’ve got that really makes us feel alive,
We’ve got so little in common, we don’t have too much to hide,
These Bama game days are the best days of our lives.

Rammer Jammer, Yellow hammer, I made my hell in Alabama.
Rammer Jammer, Yellow hammer, I made my hell in Alabama.
Rammer Jammer, Yellow hammer, I made my hell in Alabama.
Rammer Jammer, Yellow hammer, I made my hell in Alabama.

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released January 8, 2017
Song written and performed by Ben Smolin. Recorded and engineered by Brad Timko at Avondale Sound Studios. Produced by Ben Smolin and Brad Timko.

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