Tonight my son, I'll heed the call
If you're to live,
I've lost all the time that I have in this
In a neat little town they call Brockton
Apprenticed in trade
Nothing they could do just sit down there
As the black
By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling
"Michael
Gonna be a blackout
Gonna nail me black curtain up
I play in a band
We're the best in the
Murphy, Murphy darling dear I long for you now night
If they can make a law then I can break
It's another November evening
As you remember your way home
You mete
[Chorus:]
Go! Go! Black and gold!
Old-time hockey, bar the door
So you say you fell in love and you're gonna
Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and
A feeling inside
In the back of my head
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