I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fist rang like a bell
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck

My first girl was a sly one, hanging round the rink
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach

So good-bye, fare thee well
There's no time for delay
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well
I'm glad you shared my bed
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head

Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck

Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring
I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away