Me and some of my floormates after the climb...
THE MINING ENGINEER
I wish i had a barrel of rum and sugar three-hundred pounds.
The college bell to mix it in and clapper to stir it 'round.
Like every honest fellow, I take my whiskey clear,
I'm a rambling wreck from Golden Tech, a helluva engineer.
A helluva, helluva, helluva,helluva, helluva engineer,
A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva engineer,
Like every honest fellow, I take my whiskey clear,
I'm a rambling wreck from Golden Tech, a helluva engineer.
Hail, Hail the gang's all here.
What the Hell do we care,
As long as we get our share?
Hail, hail the gang's all here,
M-I-N-E-S!
What the Hell do we care now?
As you can probably tell this song makes pretty much no sense.We are definitely not song writers here at Mines.


I am so glad that you finally did your blog! Looks like a lot of fun! Love ya!
ReplyDeleteAlly Morgan likes this. But your school song is against the honor code.
ReplyDeleteIts only against the honor code at BYU. Here in Colorado we can say whatever we want.
ReplyDeleteYeah, Ally.
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