D G Intro: / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /D G D A / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /D Bm He was born in Big Beaver by the borderlineG D A He started playing hockey by the time he was nineD G His dad took the hose and froze the back yardD A D And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket RichardG Bm He grew up big and he grew up toughD A Bm He saw himself scoring for the Wings or CanucksG A D But he wasn't that good with a puck.D Bm Buddy's real talent was beating people upG D A His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it upD G Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mitesD A D He must have racked up more than three hundred fightsG Bm A scout from the flames came down from SaskatoonD A Bm Said, "There's always room on our team for a goonG A Son, we've always got room for a goon."D Bm D Bm There were Swedes to the left of him, Russians to the rightD Bm G A A Czech at the blue line looking for a fightG D Bm Em Brains over brawn-that might work for youG D A Bm But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A D What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A D G D A What else can a farm boy from Canada do? / / / / / / / / / / / /D Bm “Hit somebody!” was what the crowd roaredG D A When Buddy the goon came over the boardsD G "Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals"D A D The coach said, "Buddy, remember your roleG Bm The fast guys get paid, they shoot and they scoreD A Bm Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for.”D Protection is what you're here forG Protection, it's the stars that scoreD Protection, kick somebody's assG Protection, don't put the biscuit in the basket…D Bm Just hit some, Buddy! it rang in his earsG D A Blood on the ice ran down through the yearsD G The king of the goons with a box for a throneD A D A thousand stitches and broken bonesG Bm He never lost a fight on his icy patrolD A Bm But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goalG A He just wanted one damn goal.D Bm D Bm There were Swedes at the blue line, Finns at the redD Bm G A A Russian with a stick heading straight for his headG D Bm Em Brains over brawn that might work for youG D A Bm What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A D What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm What else can a farm boy from Canada do?G D A In his final season, on his final nightG D A Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fightG Em F#m Bm Thirty seconds left, the puck took a rollG D A Bm And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal.D Bm The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spotG D A Twenty years of waiting went into that shotD G The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped tooD A D And coldcocked Buddy on his follow throughG Bm The big man crumbled but he felt all rightD A Bm 'Cause the last thing he saw was the flashing red lightG A He saw that heavenly light.D Bm D Bm There were Swedes to the left of him, Russians to the rightD Bm G A A Czech at the blue line looking for a fightG D Bm Em Take care of your teeth that might work for youG D A Bm But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A D What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm What else can a farm boy from Canada do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A Bm What's a Canadian farm boy to do? (Hit Somebody!)G D A D What else can a farm boy from Canada do?
Hit Somebody The Hockey Song
Warren Zevon
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