(With apologies to the great Tracy Chapman)
We got David Savard
Blocks lots of shots
With his Stanley Cup rings
But his body’s getting old for defendin’
Can’t keep up with the young new wingers
Need to find talented young blood on the blue line
Somebody’s got to take care of it
So Hughes and Gorton got to work
And that’s what they did
We had a Weber once
And a Danault and a Lehkonen and a Toffoli too
And a Covid-shortened season
And a window to a playoff run
But Price’s knees had a problem
And Weber’s foot was totally finished
Somebody had to replace them
But Bergy had no answers so he earned a pink slip
Cuz I remember when we were driving
Driving for that Cup
Won three big series
Felt like I was drunk
Beating Leafs, Jets and Knights
Put them in the rearview mirror
And I had a feeling 25 would come
And I had a feeling we could beat anyone
Anyone
Now we got a fast Lane
Skates like the wind
And dekes like a demon
He ain’t too tall or beefy
But he really knows what it means to be scorin’
And we got a Demidiv
A young new stud with ridiculous talent
And we got Caufield too
And Laine and Captain Suzuki too
These guys are all just blooming
Best years ahead and no foreseeable limits
And Anderson and Gally still here
And Armia and Evans
Now we got a Wild Card
And we can take Washington
Just like the War of 1812
And a new White House that’s fit for burning
And I have a feeling 25 could come
And I have a feeling we can beat anyone
Anyone
GO HABS GO!
