The Rugby Road Song

Virginia's Bawdy Drinking Song, for Those Times When You're Feeling a Little Unseemly

Introductory Verses
Rival Specific Verses
Peach Bowl Verses
Fun and Sexist Verses

Introductory Verses


From Rugby Road to Vinegar Hill,
We're gonna get drunk tonight.
The faculty's afraid of us;
They know we're in the right.
So fill up your cups, your loving cups,
As full as full can be.
As long as love and liquor last,
We'll drink to the U of V.

Chorus:
Oh, I think we need another drink. Hey!
I think we need another drink. Hey!
I think we need another drink...
For the glory of the UVa.

We're Frank Hereford's raiders.
We're raiders of the night.
We're all sons of bitches
Who'd rather fuck than fight.
So Highty-Tighty-Christ-All-Mighty,
Who the hell are we?
We're the Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma'am
Men from the U of V

Chorus

Take a drink for UVA
A drink for Wahoowah
Take a drink for Jefferson
The founder of us all
Take a drink for undergrads
A drink for you and me
And take a drink O Cavaliers
For dear old B&C

Chorus

Rival specific verses:

Georgia

 Submitted by Elmer Boyce, Pep Band Alum:
The 'Hoos are going Bowling,
This time it's to the Peach.
They'll face the lowly Bulldogs,
A great Bowl out of reach.
Football is religion
At the U-G-A.
If the Dawgs have any football 'nads
They'll lose 'em to UVA.

Chorus

 Georgia's team's the Bulldogs
Their women deserve the name
After a night of their doggie style,
You'll never be the same
Atlanta-bound the Wahoos taught
Those bitches a trick or two,
It takes a Virginia gentleman
To tame the Bulldogs' screw...

Chorus

 We're goin' down to Georgia
To bite into the Peach.
We'll bite into the Bulldogs
By several or by each.
The Dawgs had Herschel Walker;
The Dawgs had Buck Belue;
But soon the Dawgs will find out how
To kneel before a 'Hoo.

Chorus

 The 'Hoos will see Atlanta
The 'Hoos will see the Peach.
The 'Hoos will see a trophy,
When the Bulldogs' ass they breech.
We'll breech it with a crowbar,
We'll breech it with steel toe,
We'll breech it with a blow torch,
And set the Dawgs aglow.

Chorus

Maryland

Virginia was Virginia
When Maryland was a pup.
Virginia'll be Virginia
When Maryland grows up.
So, if all you goddamn Terrapins
Don't like my Cavalier sass,
You can pucker up your Terrapin lips
And kiss my Cavalier ass.

Chorus

Virginia Tech

Submitted by Elmer Boyce, Pep Band Alum:
He's a Hokie from Vahjanya Tek,
He's into fucking sheep.
They're cheaper dates than women,
And easier to keep.
He chews his ol' terbacky,
He wears his overalls,
And the only thing he cares about
Is the animals he BALLS!

Chorus

 Submitted by Doug Korneich, CLAS 89, LAW 92:
Oh if I see a Hokie,
Walking on the Lawn
I'll take him out to Rugby Road,
And keep him there 'til dawn
If he doesn't like it,
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll fill his ass with broken glass
And seal it up with glue

Chorus

Washington & Lee, VMI

 Submitted by Stephen E Cox, Jr.:
(see also fun verses)

 All the girls from Sweet Bush
Like guys from W&L.
All the girls from Hollins
Like Vee Mees, we can tell.
Now Careful girls, don't let them drink
And coax your from your dress,
'Cause as sure as there is whiskey
They'll puke and make a mess.

Chorus

Florida State


Seminoles from halF-aSs-U
Are into sucking cock.
We never should have let those fags
Invade our sacred flock.
Their school sucks shit; they can't play hoops,
And who the hell are we,
To let these fags and their inferior school
Infect the ACC?

Chorus

North Carolina

Submitted by Stephen Leasure, COMM 93:
All you Hoos in Hooville
Be proud as proud can be,
That yours is not a wanna-be school,
The likes of UNC.
They'll teach you about choking
When drinking like a Heel,
But most of all, they can teach you how
To pucker up and kneel.

Chorus

Sexist, Explicit, and Fun Verses:


All you girls from Mary Wash
And RMWC,
Never let a Cavalier
An inch above your knee.
He'll fill you full of liquor;
He'll fill you full of beer.
And soon you be the mother of
A bastard Cavalier.

Chorus

 Submitted by Stephen E Cox, Jr.:
(see also rival verses)
 All the girls from Sweet Bush
Like guys from W&L.
All the girls from Hollins
Like Vee Mees, we can tell.
Now Careful girls, don't let them drink
And coax your from your dress,
'Cause as sure as there is whiskey
They'll puke and make a mess.

Chorus

A hundred Delta Gammas,
A thousand AZD's,
Ten thousand Pi Phi bitches,
Who get down on their knees.
But the ones that we hold true,
The ones that we hold dear,
Are the ones who stay up late at night,
And take it in the rear.

Chorus

 Submitted by John McCanless SEAS 94, GEAS 96:
All the first-year women
Are morally uptight.
They'll never do a single thing
Unless they know it's right.
But then they come to Rugby Road
And soon they've seen the light,
And you never know how many men
They'll bring home every night.

Chorus

 Submitted by Elmer Boyce, Pep Band Alum:
She's a helluva twat from Agnes Scott;
She'll fuck for fifty cents.
She'll lay her ass upon the grass,
Her panties on the fence.
You supply the liquor.
And she'll supply the lay.
And if you can't get it up, you sunuva a bitch,
You're not from UVa.

Chorus


 Submitted by Evan Macbeth:
The BC girls are Catholic
They're virgins through and through
But when they see a Cavalier
They know just what to do
They hike their skirts; they drop their drawers;
They back against the wall
Because they know a Wahoo Fuck
Is the greatest of them all.

Chorus

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