Wing for Hire (to the tune of Ring of Fire)
By Padrig Boles
October 2009
Soccer is the beautiful game
And it makes the world seem plain
Bound by clear white lines
I sought the goal a thousand times
I sought that goal a thousand times
I went down , down, down
To the mouth of the goal
And it hurts, hurts, hurts
When you’re a wing for hire
A wing for hire
To be a guest player seems so sweet
When a team wants me, it is very, very neat
I tried to score every time I touched the rock
Oh, but the defense went wild
I sought that goal a thousand times
I juked, I dribbled, I shot, I fought
My teams needed me
But I not them
When you’re a wing for hire
A wing for hire
Corner kicks, and penalty shots were mine
I played in every state, against everyone
All I wanted was to be respected and loved
Oh, but the pain I felt
I sought the goal a thousand times
I led my teams, I gave my all
Inside I burned, I did not know
That I was just
A wing for hire
A wing for hire………..
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