All Kiffin’s Eve

Twas the night before Kiffin

Not a creature was stirring not even ole miss

De chirren been nezzle good snug on de flo',
An' Mama pass de pepper t'ru de crack on de do'.

De Mama in de fireplace done roas' up de ham,
Sit up de gumbo an' make de bake yam.
Den out on de by-you dey got such a clatter,
Make soun' like old Boudreau done fall off his ladder.

I run like a rabbit to got to de do',
Trip over de dorg an' fall on de flo'.
As I look out de do'in de light o' de moon,
I t'ink, "Mahn, you crazy or got ol' too soon."

‘Twas the night before Kiffmas
And all through the south
not a creature was stirring
Not even Matt House;
Brian Kelly was hung
By the chimney with care
With hopes that Coach Kiffin
Would soon be there;
Tiger fans were nestled
All snug in there beds
While visions of championships
Danced in their heads