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Title    : The Devil Went Down to Crawford
Original : The Devil Went Down to Georgia
Group    : ?
Author   : J. Benson, J. Doll, S. Fraim (with a little help from T. Recko)
Intro    : 
Song     : 

                 The Devil Went Down to Crawford

         (to the tune of The Devil Went Down to Georgia)
                 by J. Benson, J. Doll, S. Fraim
               (with a little help from T. Recko)


     The Devil went down to Crawford 'cause he was lookin'
        for an IMP to steal.
     So he searched the hall for a protocol, and he was
        willin' to make a deal.
     When he came across a chairman writin' an exam and
        writin' it rough
     Then the Devil jumped up on an ADDS 200 and said, "Boy,
        you think you know your stuff."

     "I'll bet you didn't know it, but I'm a full professor
        too,
     And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with
        you.
     You've designed some pretty good networks, boy, but give
        the devil his due:
     I'll bet a window of gold against your soul I can
        transmit better than you!"

     The man said, "My name is Chuckie, and it might be a sin
     But I'll draw your net, you're gonna regret, 'cause I'm
        the best there's ever been."

             Chuckie sharpen up your pencil and define your
        routing scheme
             'Cause hell's broke loose in Crawford and the
        devil's feelin' mean.
             Now if you win you'll get this sender's window
        made of gold,
             But if you lose the devil gets your soul.

     The Devil drew a topology with style and perfect poise,
     And frames flew into buffers as he calculated noise.
     As his datagrams arrived with ease, he cooly stopped and
        stared --
     Well, his Petri net was mighty fine, but Chuckie wasn't
        scared.

             (insert messy petri net here for instrumental)

     When the Devil finished, Chuckie said, "Well, your
        subnet's fast, I agree.
     But just sit right there and let me show you N.mPc!"

     Chorus:
             Packets on the network, run bits run
             Acks on the line until transmission's done
             Try to make your channel error-free;
             Check your message out with a CRC.

     The Devil saw that baud rate and he knew that he'd been
        beat,
     And he laid that golden window on the ground at
        Chuckie's feet.
     Chuckie said, "That's worth a C, so you might want to
        try again,
     'Cause I told you before, you undergrad, don't design
        with a ball-point pen!"

     (Chorus)