Lyrics

My Brother’s in The NHL
Five in the morning talking to the cows
About the why and the wherefore the Hulls and the Howes
He got the shot and he got all the moves
He got the roar of the crowd and I got the sound of the shuffling hooves
Dead of winter out on the pond his was the team everybody wanted to be on
It’s only a game in Maine but in Flin Flon it’s a religion
You see I’m not very good I know that’s what people say
I’m not tough in the corners I’m just not built that way
I’m not very good I can’t play that well
But my brother’s very good
My brother’s in the NHL / My brother’s in the NHL
My bother’s in the NHL / My brother’s in the NHL
I remember the day they all piled into the truck and headed for the draft
I stayed down on the farm one of the heifers was having a calf
I’m not bitter everybody’s got their lot
But it’s five in the morning and I’m just wishing for a little of what he got

Did you see him last night he went upstairs he went the five hole
But the one that gave him the trick have you ever seen such a pretty goal
You see I’m not very good I know that’s what people say
I’m not tough in the corners I’m just not built that way
I’m not very good I cant play that well
But my brother’s very good
My brother’s in the NHL, My brother’s in the NHL
And my cousins are in the NHL and my grandfather played for the Toronto St. Pats
And my great uncle George on my mother’s side played for the Vancouver Millionaires
And my brother’s in the NHL, My brother’s in the NHL
My brother’s in the NHL, My brother’s in the NHL