SWAMPWATER

Around the time that the scoop came out
When 6 team hockey cards came with gum
Before the days of Diet Coke and rappers
I played Squirts in the home of the (North Bay) Trappers

6:00 morning game, arrive fully dressed
And watch the score become a lopsided mess
Ankle skating ankle biters don't go far
When Tim Horton's nephew is the star

My one big break, down the ice I tore
He whipped up front and got on all 4's
I had eyes for only the puck
Anyone get the number of that Mac truck

Well from the sides I could hear the dadsBR Shouting support to us young lads
You know how they yell at hockey on TV?
That's the only way true fans can be

Panting like dogs and sweating like hogs
I was getting thirsty but not for eggnog
Water bottles and beer were NOT on the bench
There was only one thing that could really quench

CHORUS: Swampwater, Swampwater I'm burnin' up
My tongue is stuck & I can barely swallow
Hold the ice and hold the straw
Give me an extra large shot of them all
Ginger Ale, Orange, Coke & Root Beer too
Mix `em all together, that special brew
Guzzle it all with a Ahhh & a burp
Then tell Mom you need another big slurp

With unsplit wieners & buns steamed soft
The snack bar hot dog was the perfect match
Mustard, relish, onions in a styrofoam dish
Now all I need is some red licorice

We lived on a lake and on the first freeze
You could skate for miles spec'ly with the breeze
The ice would crack and groan under our play
And pucks shot lakeward would sink in the bay

Later in the snow with Pa as captain
We'd shovel out a rink and have some fun
The Toronto Maple Leafs and Montreal
Were the most favorite sweaters of all

Whether it was here or at the school yard
Where first I learned to raise the puck
Once skates were plied off of frozen feet
It was straight to the fridge for that liquid treat

CHORUS

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