When the evening finds us at pick twenty-nine

Select then a player for the offensive line

As pressure does mount, these choices seem hard

So find thee a tackle, a center, or guard

For Kreutz hath been the roots of this unit since Dick

But Olin's now rollin' to the retirement shtick.

7-3's a mountain, either a mountain or hill

But a mountain's no good with no position to fill

The young kid from Vandy hath not been so dandy

Moving around like a beagle in heat

Frank often stank though the pundits thought him handy

I saw him struggle to keep 6 on his feet

Roberto.

Does anybody ever write about Roberto?

So when the evening finds us at pick twenty-nine

Select then a player for the offensive line

Austin the Tarheel, that wideout from Pitt

May be great players, may be the shit

But one thing's for certain, or I could be insaney

Without offensive linemen

Get used to Caleb Hanie