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Helmethead Lyrics - Something Beautiful - Great Big Sea

I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL 

I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell 

I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup 

But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck 

 

My first girl was a sly one, she's hanging round the rink 

They sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink 

In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach 

He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

There's no time for delay 

You'll see me at the face-off 

Or catch the play-by-play 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

I'm glad you shared my bed 

But never trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

 

Chantal was from Moncton, elle a jouĂ© avec moi 

A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car 

Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec 

And if he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

There's no time for delay 

You'll see me at the face-off 

Or catch the play-by-play 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

I'm glad you shared my bed 

But never trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

 

And Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears 

Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears 

And she, I could have married, and we had a dandy fling 

But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

There's no time for delay 

You'll see me at the face-off 

Or catch the play-by-play 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

I'm glad you shared my bed 

But never trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

 

Yeah, I should have sent the letter, and it would have been polite 

I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight 

I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day 

'Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

There's no time for delay 

You'll see me at the face-off 

Or catch the play-by-play 

 

So goodbye, fare thee well 

I'm glad you shared my bed 

But never trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

 

No never trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

Don't ever trust a fellow 

With a helmet on his head 

Fare thee well 

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