Lady Godiva is worshipped by engineering students and appears regularly in the engineering hymn. Lady Godiva was the wife of Leofric, Earl of Mercia. As the story goes, Lady Godiva took pity on the people of Coventry, who were suffering grievously under her husband’s oppressive taxation. She appealed again and again to her husband, who obstinately refused to remit the tolls. At last, weary of her entreaties, he said he would grant her request if she would strip naked and ride through the streets of the town. Lady Godiva took him at his word and she rode through the town, clothed only in her long hair. In the end, Godiva’s husband kept his word and abolished the onerous taxes.
We are, we are, we are, we are, we are the engineers,
We can, we can, we can, we can demolish forty beers.
Drink rum! (Drink rum!) Drink rum! (Drink rum!)
And come along with us,
For we don’t give a damn for any old man, who don’t give a damn for us!
Godiva was a lady who through Coventry did ride,
To show all of the villagers her lovely lily white hide.
The most observant man of all, an engineer of course,
Was the only one to notice that Godiva rode a horse.
Godiva woke next morning and she had an awful head,
Decided to be sensible and spend the day in bed.
The only ones to visit her and brings her lots of cheer,
Were the broken-down surveyor and the bloodshot engineer.
The modern engineer must be politically correct.
No more motors lubricating, no more buildings rise erect,
No more electrical capacitors whose plates are high and fair.
Instead of problem solving, let’s just sit around and care.
Now you’ve heard our story and you know we’re engineers,
And like all good jolly fellows, we drink our whiskey clear.
We drink to every fellow who comes here from far and near,
‘Cause we’re a HELL-OF-A, HELL-OF-A, HELL-OF-A, HELL-OF-A, HELL-OF-AN ENGINEER!