My children love me, but they don't understand.
And I got a woman who knows her man.
Drive on. It don't mean nothing.
It don't mean nothing. Drive on.
Is this a song about Vietnam veterans seeing actual horrific things in war? Yes. Is it inappropriate to use this as a metaphor for college football? Probably. That being said, I'm still jamming out to some Johnny Cash tonight...and then when Earl shows up at my doorstep, I'm going to have me a Lt. Dan moment with the sports gods.
I'm sorry, Jeremy. Somebody should've told you about this place before you came here. Good luck with your new career in Canada.
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