He's just coaching his own
Leave him alone, they say
Been roughed up by a lout
Who lacks an ounce of regret
But I want him to know

CHORUS:
The bastard lied
He picked me up
Harassed by Coach Bobby Knight
Who showed me a glove
And his reddish sleeves, reddish sleeves

I got screwed by the fans
Said I was a crybaby
It's like they mugged me again
After they took my pay
And I would wait till the game when Knight came out
And slug that huge gut, it's true
I can't measure my ire
Coach can raise hell with your crew
But I want them to know

CHORUS

Oh-h-h-h-h! U-h-h-h-h!

The bastard lied
He picked me up
Harassed by Coach Bobby Knight
Who showed me a glove

Oh! The bastard lied
He picked me up
Harassed by Coach Kni-i-i-i-ight, uh-uh-uh!
O-h-h-h! U-h-h-h! Harassed by Coach Knight

The bastard lied
He picked me u-u-u-p!

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