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The Ryan Smyth Song


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The Ryan Smyth Song [Artist Unknown](to the tune of "American Pie")A long, long time ago...I can still rememberHow Ninety-Four used to make me smile.And I knew if they had their chanceThe Oil could make those people danceAnd, maybe they'd be happy for a while.But February made me shiverWith every paper I'd deliver.Bad news on the doorstep;I couldn't take one more step.I can't remember if I criedWhen I read about the trade deadline,But something touched me deep insideThe day The Muuullet died.So bye-bye, to this year's playoff drive.Don't have Pronger any longer,Or that Mike Peca guy.Now them roughneck boys are drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin', "Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"Did you think we'd go all the way,After watching Rollie play,In the playoffs of last year?Did you believe in Marc-Andre,Was Pisani worth that extra pay,And were the Oilers this year's team to fear?Well, I know you love that long hairstyleYou've had that 'do for quite a while,He made those goalies fretBy banging and crashing the net.I was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a red, red neck and a pickup truck,But I knew I was out of luckThe day The Mullet died.I started singin',"Bye-bye" to this year's playoff drive.Don't have Pronger any longer,Or that Mike Peca guy.Now us roughneck boys are drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin', "Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"For seventeen years we've had no CupAnd very, very, very little drafting luckBut that's not how it used to be.Then Messier came to have his number hungIn an old-time jersey with his praises sungIn a voice that came from you and me,Oh, and while Big Dude was looking down,The Cup was lifted and skated 'round,Other fans were amused to seeSuch blatant hypocrisy.And while the Moose was shedding tears,GM Lowe was avoiding jeersBy cowering underneath the arena tiers,The day The Mullet died.We were singing,"Bye-bye", to this year's playoff drive.Don't have Pronger any longer,Or that Mike Peca guy.Now us roughneck boys are drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin', "Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"I thought we'd get a D-man from the BluesFor some happy deadline news,But that chance just upped and went away.I went down to the Rexall rinkWhere I hoped to see a team that didn't stinkBut a fan there said Smytty wouldn't play.And in the streets: the children screamed,The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.But not a word was spoken;MacT's boys were broken.Now's there's guys I want to roast:The owners, the coach, but KLowe most;Now the Cup's headed for the coast (!)Now The Mullet's died.And they were singing,"Bye-bye", to this year's playoff drive.Don't have Pronger any longer,Or that Mike Peca guy.Now us roughneck boys are drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin', "Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?"They were singing,"Bye-bye", to this year's playoff drive.Don't have Pronger any longer,Or that Mike Peca guy.Now us roughneck boys are drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin', "Did you see that Ryan Smyth cry?

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