take shots 'til eight and make the thing drive
out after school and back on ice
he was gonna play in 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
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
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
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
can't you drive me down to the big league?"