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My Hockey Mom (Tribute)

This song is by Stompin' Tom Connors and appears on the album The Ballad of Stompin' Tom (2008).

When I was young, I do recall,
We would go to school, in the early fall,
But on the days, when there was no school,
I'd learned to play, by a different rule.

Get out of that bed, you sleepy head,
My hokey mom would say,
Grab your skates, and don't be late,
There's a hockey game today!
And poor old dad, was feeling bad,
Because he could not come,
He had to go to work,
And so I took my orders from,
My Hockey Mom.
My Hockey Mom,
She was my chum,
My Hockey Mom.

Well then we drove, to the rink in town,
And I'd hit the ice, by falling down,
And then I'd score, for the other team,
You could hear my mom, Stand up and scream!

Get off of that ice, I told you twice,
To skate the other way,
Every year she'd bent my ear,
Until I learned play.
And then my stick, got pretty quick,
And the puck to me would come,
Each time I scored, I knew for sure,
Where the loudest cheer was from,
My Hockey Mom,
My Hockey Mom,
My day will come,
My Hockey Mom.

And then one day, a stranger came,
From far away, and he took my name,
Very soon, for the N.H.L.,
I came to play, and mom came to yell.

Get on that puck, and stir things up,
And show some winning pride!
And every time, she'd say that line,
I'd bang that puck inside!
And here's my dad, all mister Glad,
He knew this night would come,
We're all lined up, for the Stanley Cup,
And the tears are rolling from,
My Hockey Mom,
My Hockey Mom,
Ain't she the plum?
My Hockey Mom.
My Hockey Mom,
Forever Young,
My Hokey Mom.