Bluegrass Bengals

The Ballad of Nick Saban

by: Chuck Redden

Come and listen to the story bout a coach named Nick,

A self centered, overpaid, camera happy prick.

When the team that he was leadin' won the national championship.

He took the glory and the credit all for himself.

The next thing you know he's a household name,

His face on all the magazines, he was rollin' in the fame.

Then they said the NFL is the place you oughta be,

So he loaded up his trophy headed down to Miami.

Now things turned out to be different in the pros.

Multi million dollar players like to take a little toke.

But they had contracts and didn't have to take his lip.

And they wasn't afraid of losin' scholarships.

So after just a year he came up with a plan,

to get his smilin' face back on TV once again.

He said Tuscaloosa is just the place for me.

And everybody loves me in the good old S.E.C.

The papers and the TV got the news out fast,

Then he let it slip he know the word coonass.

And the folks in Baton Rouge wearin' purple and gold,

were gonna add a whole new meaning to Roll Tide Roll.

The Georgia Bulldogs were the first to take him down,

Then Florida State put a tarnish on his crown.

But a couple more wins and folks were all smiles.

Waitin' for that November date with Les Miles.

It took em afour quarters but the Tigers shut him up,

and he said that LSU had some really good luck.

He never would admit he was anything but great.

Then he took it on the chin to Mississippi State.

The mighty coach had now lost two in a row.

And he countered with "the SEC's tough, don't ya know."

And easy victory was assured the 17th.

Against a little Louisiana Monroe Team.

Nobody gave the Warhawks very much hope,

Against a powerhouse team and a superstar coach.

But little did they know they were in for quite a shock.

And when the final gun sounded, A bunch of jaws dropped.

I guess it goes to show that you never can tell,

when you put 22 players on the field.

Notariety can be achieved pretty fast.

Each and every time somebody new kicks your ass.

So here's to the coach that proclaimed himself a king,

Ridin' on the back of one champion team.

Here's to all your money, here's to all your fame.

We'll see you on the TV every time you lose a game.

Ya''ll keep puttin' them little teams on the schedule now......ya hear!!!