Intro
DAD
I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
GDA
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
GDABm
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup,
AD
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.
Verse (almost same as intro, listen to the song for the beat, the strumming is a little
in this song)
DAD
My first one was a sly one, hanging round the rink,
GDA
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
GDABm
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach -
GDAD
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach.
Chorus
A
So good-bye, fare thee well,
DA
There's no time for delay,
GDA
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
A
So good-bye, fare thee well,
DA
I'm glad you shared my bed,
GDABm
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.
(All verses are the same)
Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.
Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.
I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away