Tournament Of Hearts - Live

Now the lounge is full of farmers for the 7: 30 draw
 Teammates all left before they had to buy a round
 When they pull the 50/50 and I've lost again, I'll go
 Maybe have one more brown one for the snowy road
 All the championship banners going yellow on the wall
 Add my name when it gets closer to last call
 So Elvira brings my bottle, hold it up and let it bend
 Figures of two rinks battling an extra end
 And I'm peeling off the label as they peel a corner guard
 Dance down the sheet to the tune of "Hurry, Hurry Hard"
 And my popcorn squeaks a question
 Wonders why I'm not at home
 Where you wait beside a silent telephone
 Doodle circles within circles all alone
 Have to stop myself from climbing
 On the table full of empties to yell why
 Why, why can't I draw right up to what I want to say?
 Why can't I ever stop where I want to stay?
 I slide right through the days
 I'm always throwing hack weight
 Right off, no never never ever ever
 
 Right off, no never never ever never
 Right off, no never never never ever
 Right off, no never ever never ever
 Now the senior Bonspiel winners, circa 1963
 Are all staring, glaring disapprovingly
 From their frame in that old photograph at me
 And I know you're out there waiting
 For an answer I can't give you
 So tell me why
 Why, why can't I draw right up to what I want to say?
 Why can't I ever stop when I want to stay?
 We roll right through our years, we drip right through our months
 We slide right through our days, I'm 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