Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song)

He was born in Big by the borderline
He started playing by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the yard
And Little Buddy dreamed he was Richard
He grew up big and he grew up
He saw himself scoring for the Wings or
But he wasn't that good a puck

Buddy's real talent was beating up
His wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through and juniors, midgets and mites
He must have racked up more six hundred fights
A scout from the flames down from Saskatoon
Said, "There's always room on our team for a
Son, we've always got for a goon"

There were Swedes to the of him
to the right
A at the blue line looking for a fight
Brains over brawn-- might work for you
But a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy Canada to do
But a Canadian farm boy to do
else can a farm boy from Canada to do

Hit somebody! was the crowd roared
Buddy the goon came over the boards
"Coach," he'd say, "I score goals"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your
The fast get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's you're here for

Protection is what here for
Protection-- it's the that score
Protection-- kick ass
Protection-- put the biscuit in the basket just
Hit some, Buddy! It in his ears

Blood on the ice ran through the years
The of the goons with a box for a throne
A thousand and broken bones
He never lost a on his icy patrol
But inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal
He just one damn goal

There Swedes at the blue line
at the red
A with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over brawn-- that work for you
But what's a Canadian boy to do
What can a farm boy from Canada to do
But a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a boy from Canada to do

In his final season, on his night
Buddy and a Finn were pegged for a fight
Thirty seconds left, the puck a roll
And suddenly had a shot on goal

The goalie committed, picked his spot
Twenty years of waiting went into shot
The fans up, the Finn jumped too
And coldcocked Buddy on his through
The big man but he felt all right
'Cause the thing he saw was the flashing red light
He saw that heavenly

There were to the left of him
Russians to the
A Czech at the line looking for a fight
Take care of your teeth-- that might for you
But a Canadian farm boy to do
What else can a boy from Canada to do
But what's a farm boy to do
What else can a farm boy Canada to do