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Willie O'Ree Jan.18 1958...
Can't believe they drafted me, NHL here I come I leave the venue, than to the parking lot there I run Fans protest, throwing debris... I'm feeling sick-and-rotten They scream, 'Stop playing hockey... go back to picking cotton' I wish my skin's forgotten, and we were looked as all equal Look at Jackie Robinson in baseball... Come on people My teammates lookin funny, gotta check my hotel rooms Can't sleep on the road, waking up hoping I don't smell fumes Cause they hate me like the fans, they just know how to hide it I'm just ready for my first game... and goal-I'm-excited They announce my name... boos from the stands, I just hope I rip Get on the ice... My fuckin teammates gave me a broken stick! I get another... Illegal hits from the opposite team To most this would be hell, but to me it's-not-it's-a-dream To them, I'm a runaway slave skating all on the ice They pick fights, but I been fighting my whole fuckin life Fight against racism, fight for the right to play hockey 95% blind in my right eye, not a night I'd play sloppy Played a few seasons scored some goals, but I take heed to say That now there's 25 black players that's in the league today |
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