Lynn Miles - Its hockey night in canada

It's ^Chockey night in Canada There is a ^Amblue glow in every window And I am ^Fwalking home alone again In the ^Dmfreshly fallen ^Gfrozen snow

With my ^Cheart beneath my duffle coat My ^Amdreams turning to icicles I ^Fwish there was a sunny summer sky And I was ^Dmcruising on my ^Gbicycle

And I would w^Fait For all the ^Clights to c^Bbhange to g^Freen And I would ^Crace right ^Bbthrough ^F And take it d^Cown the afternoon ^Gavenue That's what I would d^Fo But there's just these ^Cskating ^Bbrinks And ^Fthe boys ^Calways get their ^Bbway It ^Fseems like it's hockey night in ^CCanada Almost ^Gevery single ^Cday ^{F C F G}

They are ^Cclearing my street again ^AmTrying to deny the season And I ^Fwant so much to disagree with them But they re^Dmfuse to hear my ^Greason

There is a ^Czamboni of sorts in all our souls And the ^Amstreets of old Montreal are cold But ^Fequal ice time is all we need To ^Dmcatch our breath and ^Gbuild our speed

And we would w^Fait For all the l^Cights to c^Bbhange to g^Freen And we would ^Cmarch right ^Bbthrough And^F take it d^Cown the afternoon ^Gavenue That's what we would d^Fo There's just these ^Cskating ^Bbrinks And the^F boys ^Calways get their ^Bbway It seems ^Flike it's hockey night in ^CCanada Almost ^Gevery single d^Cay ^{F C F C}