Hockey day

With my black rubbers on I was gone for the pond,

It was hockey day in our little town,,

Black tape on my stick no helmet on my head

We were the roughest snot nose kids around.

We would spend most of the day, finding enough to play,

Looking for the puck out in the snow,

Crowd would gather “round most everyone in town,

Wool mitts and scarf’s to keep us from the cold.

After the puck was dropped it was always hard to stop,

From slipping all around out on the ice.

Some guys they acted tough and some were just a bluff,

And for that at times they would pay the price,

Yes I’m talking about a fight bloody nose and bloody mouth

From fist and sticks flying everywhere,

The girls they would cry when someone would hit their boy,

Some laughed as they ran away and swore.

Then a voice would ring out someone’s mom would shout

It’s supper time, time to come home,

The hockey game was done brag and argue about who won,

Half froze to death down the road we would go.