When he was a kid, he'd be up at five Take shots 'til eight and make the thing drive Out after school and back on ice That was his life, he was gonna play in the big league The big league
Not many ways out of this cold northern town You work in the mill and get laid in the ground And if you're going to jump it will be with the game Real fast and tough is the only clear lane to the big league
My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to turn some heads My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to knock 'em dead The big league
All the right moves when he turned eighteen Scholarship and school on a big U.S. team Out with his girl near Lake McClean Hit a truck doing seventy in the wrong lane To the big league
My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to turn some heads My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to knock 'em dead
Never can tell what might come down You never can tell how you might check out Just don't know, no, you never can tell
Sometimes at night I can hear the ice crack It sounds like thunder and it rips through my back Sometimes in the morning I still hear the sound Ice meets metal "Can't you drive me down to the big league?"
My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to turn some heads My boy's going to play in the big league My boy's going to knock 'em dead
Never can tell what might come down You never can tell when you might check out You just don't know, no, you never can tell So do right to others like you do to yourself In the big league
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