to the lyrics of Folsom Prison Blues, maybe WDVE or someone can make this come to pass:
I hear that Jaromirs comin'
Hes rollin' 'round the bend,
And He ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
Hes been stuck in New York City now Russia,
And time keeps draggin' on,
But that Jaromir Jagrs a comin
Back where he belongs.
When he was just a baby,
Mario told him, "Son,
Always be a goal scorer,
Don't ever play with bums,"
Come play with Sid and Geno,
And watch your stats just Fly,
When you hear that horn a blowin',
You be gettin lots of high fives.
Now that Marion;s playin,
In a city for building cars.
Hell probably be a sucken,
on Babcocks big cigar,
You know he had it comin',
He wasnt gonna be free,
But he signed a 1 year deal,
And that's what tortures me.
Well, if they Bring Me back to Pittsburgh,
If that chance is all mine,
Ill come back for little money,
And a Stanley Cup down the line,
Far from New York City and Russia,
Pittsburghs where I want to stay,
And I'd be happy to play with Sidney,
and blow some records away.