He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
He grew up big and he grew up tough
He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks
But he wasn't that good with a puck Buddy's real talent was beating people up
His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through peeHe must have racked up more than three hundred fights
A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon
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