Pity the poor goal judge
Pity the poor goal judge
Man in the slot, he takes his best shot
The rubber finds the twine
The crowd starts to roar but no one has scored
'Til the light begins to shine
The fans will always cheer
But one man doesn't hear
Pity the poor goal judge
Pity the poor goal judge
Without him there would be no hockey game
After the match
The fans try to catch
A glimpse of Messier
The goal judge is there, the crowd's unaware
He turns and walks away
The players are adored
But one man is ignored
Pity the poor goal judge
Pity the poor goal judge
Without him there would be no hockey
Old is all you get
He sits alone behind the net
He'll never get a date 'cause he's not visible
He's invisible
Pity the poor goal judge
Pity the poor goal judge
Without him there would be no hockey game