HIT SOMEBODY!
(THE HOCKEY SONG)
(Warren Zevon & Mitch Albom)
From My Ride’s Here
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Intro: / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
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He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
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He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
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His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
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And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
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He grew up big and he grew up tough
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He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks
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But he wasn't that good with a puck.
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Buddy's real talent was beating people up
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His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
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Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites
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He must have racked up more than three hundred fights
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A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon
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Said, "There's always room on our team for a goon
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Son, we've always got room for a goon."
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There were Swedes to the left of him, Russians to the right
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A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
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Brains over brawn-that might work for you
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But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)
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But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do? / / / / / / / / / / / /
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“Hit somebody!” was what the crowd roared
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When Buddy the goon came over the boards
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"Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals"
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The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role
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The fast guys get paid, they shoot and they score
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Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for.”
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Protection is what you're here for
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Protection, it's the stars that score
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Protection, kick somebody's ass
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Protection, don't put the biscuit in the basket…
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Just hit some, Buddy! it rang in his ears
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Blood on the ice ran down through the years
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The king of the goons with a box for a throne
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A thousand stitches and broken bones
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He never lost a fight on his icy patrol
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But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal
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He just wanted one damn goal.
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There were Swedes at the blue line, Finns at the red
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A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
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Brains over brawn that might work for you
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What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
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In his final season, on his final night
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Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight
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Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll
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And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal.
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The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot
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Twenty years of waiting went into that shot
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The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too
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And coldcocked Buddy on his follow through
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The big man crumbled but he felt all right
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'Cause the last thing he saw was the flashing red light
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He saw that heavenly light.
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There were Swedes to the left of him, Russians to the right
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A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight
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Take care of your teeth that might work for you
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But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)
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What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
