Big League

When he was a kid, he'd be up at five Take shots till eight, make the thing drive Out after school, back on ice That was his life, he was gonna play in the big league The big league Not many ways out of this cold northern town You work in the mill and get laid in the ground If you're gonna jump it will be with the game Real fast and tough is the only clear lane to the big league My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna turn some heads My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna knock 'em dead The big league 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 To the big league My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna turn some heads My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna knock 'em dead Never can tell what might come down Never can tell how much you get Just don't know, no you never can tell 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 Ice meets metal... "can't you drive me down to the big league?" My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna turn some heads My boy's gonna play in the big league My boy's gonna knock 'em dead Never can tell what might come down Never can tell when you might check out Just don't know, no you never can tell So do right to others like you do to yourself In the big league