Somewhere in the darkness,nThere’s a man they call The Skipper, fast asleepnDreaming of gold.nWakes before the sun does,nEven though he’d rather stay in bed.nCurses the cold in Minnesota,nWhy’s it always so damn cold?nHe’s got a job to do.nDoes it for me and you,nAnd the red and the white and the blue,nBecause he knows he’s got to curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nBecause he knows he’s got to curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nnHis team is there and ready.nThough the coffee’s warm, their breath hangs in the air.nThey hit the ice.nNo one’s there to see it.nThere’s no press or paparazzi and that’s okay,nBut it’d be nice if someone noticednThat they’ve all been working hard,nPushing these rocks around,nTrying to gain some ground.nGot the keep the Canadians downnAnd all they gotta do is curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nOh yeah, I know they’ve got to curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nnCome on baby, put the rock in the house.nCome on baby, put the rock in the house.nCome on baby, put the rock in the house.nnTheir lives outside are waiting,nBut they give until they’ve given all they have.nThey’re dead on their feet.nThe Skipper isn’t certain,nBut he thinks that maybe this could be the yearnWhen they defeat the world forevernAnd they bring that medal home.nNow it seems years away,nHe’s taking it day by day.nWhen it comes he’ll be ready to play,nBecause he knows he's got to curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nBecause he knows he's got to curl.n(Curl, come on baby, put the rock in the house.)nnSomewhere in the darkness,nThere’s a man they call The Skipper, fast asleepnDreaming of gold.