The Canes they did a tap dance, on the Devil’s game,
New Jersey came to Caroline, they’ll leave the state in shame.
They call us Southern crackers, we’re inbred yokel goofs,
Can rednecks play the frozen game? 6-0 is the proof.
Ric Flair is our spokesman, we like it just that way,
Wrastlin’ and the Nascar are other sports we play.
Good old boys and moonshine, Tarheel barbecue,
Hockey can’t be played down here? Son, the joke’s on you.
A hurricane can clear a path of misery and dread
Now Carolina’s found a place, deep in Brodeur’s head.