I'm off to play hockey He's doing the driving And dad is reminding me My mom sits knitting
but I'm starting to think
dad's dreams are the reason
we go to the rink.
with Mum at his side,
our frisky dog Crosby
comes along for the ride.
how I ought to play.
He says the same things
almost every day
my new hockey sweater
while my dad raves on
about...