(Bowm bowm bowm bow-dum...bowm bowm bowm bow-dum)

I'm a hockey player getting ready to score
I got 60 minutes to put points on the board
And from the bench, I can hear the coach
Lord I hear the hometown crowd.
Just a cheerin'
Cheerin', cheerin', cheerin'

I shot that puck like a bullet from a gun
The other goalie allowed the rubber in,
And since it was the clincher,
I can feel the party when the fans go crazy.
Just a cheerin'
Cheerin', cheerin', cheerin'

Head for the next round,
Please the home fans, excited with cheer,
When they bang on the glass,
They dream or forget we're playoff contenders,
Except all of them fairweathers.
Just a cheerin'
Cheerin', Oh, cheerin'

That hockey game is my first love,
Got the scars on my skin that had blood,
From all the playing intensity,
I even took pucks in the teeth.
The fans were cheerin'
Cheerin'
Just a cheerin' cheerin'
Cheerin'

Head for the next round,
Please the home fans, excited with cheer,
When they bang on the glass,
They dream or forget we're playoff contenders,
Except all of them fairweathers.
Just a cheerin'
Cheerin', Oh, cheerin'
Ah, come on!

Break it down, down, down, down...
Just last night I touched that Cup,
At the end of the game at centre ice,
I fought my way through the pain,
Only to find our team's fan's will remain.

Cheerin', cheerin', cheerin', cheerin'...

(Bowm bowm bowm bow-dum...bowm bowm bowm bow-dum)