Weakerthans - Tournament of hearts
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Tournament of Hearts by the Weakerthans
Now the Flounge is full of farmers
for the C7:30 draw
The teaAmmmates all left before they had to buy a Bbround
When they Fpull the 50/50, and I've Clost again I'll go
AmMaybe have one more brown one for the snowy Bbroad
All the Gchampionship banners going Bbyellow on the wall
And my Fname when it gets Ccloser to last cBball
So EFlvira brings my bottle
Hold it Cup and let it bend
AmFigures of two rinks battling an extra eBbnd
And i'm Fpeeling off the label
As they Cpeel a corner guard
AmDance down the sheet to the tune of "Hurry, HBburry Hard"
And my Gpopcorn squeaks with the question
Wonders Bbwhy I'm not at home
Where yFou wait beside a sCilent telephone Bb
Doodle Fcircles within cirCcles all alone Bb
GHave to stop myself from climbing
On the Bbtable full of empties to yell:
&Fquot;BbWhy, why can't I draw right up to what I wanFt to say?"
&Bbquot;Why can't I ever stop where I wanGt to stay?"
I slide right through the Bbday
Always throwing Fhack weight
FRight off, no never never ever ever
CRight off, no never never ever never
AmRight off, no never never never ever
BbRight off, no never ever never ever
GNow the senior bonspiel winners
Circa Bb1963
Are allF staring, glaring Cdis-approvingly Bb
From thFeir frame in that Cold photograph aBbt me
And IG know you're out their waiting
For an answer I can't Bbgive you
so tell me,
&Fquot;BbWhy, why can't I draw right up to what I wanFt to say?"
&Bbquot;Why can't I ever stop where I wanGt to stay?"
GWe roll right through our years
BbWe rip right through our months
GWe slide through our Bbdays
F (to end)
And always throwing hack weight
Right off, no never never ever ever
Right off, no never never ever never
Right off, no never ever never ever
Right off