BC GOATS Longest Ride

[Intro] [Verse 1] Twenty years of dusty trophies on the shelf, One lonely win, but we’re fightin’ by ourselves. Late-night drafts in Vancouver’s rain, The BC GOATS carryin’ all that pain. A scoreboard blinkin’ “almost there,” 0.8 points shy—so close, so near. Manager’s heartache, coffee gone cold, A story of glory that’s never been told. [Chorus] Oh, BC GOATS, keep chasin’ that light, Through autumn Mondays and Sunday night fights. One more touchdown, one prayer in the air, Maybe this year, yeah, maybe this year. [Verse 2] We’ve seen seasons fade like old denim blue, Injured stars and waiver-wire glue. But the league still whispers, “They’re due for a crown,” While the manager’s tears blend with this town. From Rogers Arena to the Georgia Strait, A underdog anthem we’re destined to make. The playoffs hummin’ like a old steel guitar, Could this be the end of our battle scar? [Chorus] Oh, BC GOATS, keep chasin’ that light, Through autumn Mondays and Sunday night fights. One more touchdown, one prayer in the air, Maybe this year, yeah, maybe this year. [Bridge] The standings ache with forgotten names, But hope’s a wildfire you can’t contain. Twenty years down, one dream in sight, BC GOATS—tonight’s our night. [Outro]