Time: 4/4 Tenor: ?? Bass: ??
- Stan Rogers, 1983, on: From Fresh Water
INTRO: ?? * * * * It was just like strapping 'em on and starting a-gain * * * * Coaching these kids to the top and calling them men * * I was a third-round pick in the N.H.L. / * * / And that's three years of living in hell * * * * And going up fly - ing, and going home dy - ing My life was over the boards and playing the game And every day checking the papers and finding my name And Dad would go crazy when the scouts would call He'd tell me that I'd have it all Ninety-nine of us trying, only one of us flying CHORUS (AFTER VERSES TWO AND THREE) * * * * And every kid over the boards listens for the sound * * * * The roar of the crowd is their ticket for finally leaving this town * * To be just one more hopeful in the Junior A / * * / Dreaming of that miracle play * * * * And going up fly - ing, going home dy - ing I tell them to think of the play and not of the fame If they've got any future at all, it's not in the game 'Cause they'll be crippled and starting all over again Selling on commission and remembering When they were flying, remembering dying ENDING: CHORUS TWICE