A toast to the unsung half of the team. The lead and second don't make the highlight reel, but they win and lose the game. Six sweeps an end — and don't you dare burn a rock.
Lyrics
Here′s to the front end
Out on the curling sheet
The lead's up first, the shots are kinda bland
But in the rights spots they lead to the promised land
Don′t leave it up too high or slip into the rings
For the unsung hero here's the song we sing
Judge the weight and hurry hard
But not too much, we need a guard
Can't win the game but sure can lose it
Here′s to the front end, now let′s use it
A second needs to have both power and finesse
Delicate little draw or smash out of a mess
When the end comes to an end and points go on the board
All that'll be remembered is the glorious skip′s score
Sweep the ice, and hurry hard
Hold the line! get by that guard
Can't win the game, but sure can lose it
Here′s to the front end now let's use it
All that deliberatin′ down there in the house
The front end's just a'waitin′, quiet as a mouse
What′s the call? Sounds good to me, I know you can make it
Just hit the broom, give it to us, we'll take it
Sweeping six per end, is a mighty load
Shouting up and down, keeps ′em on their toes
Pound it fast and hard, make broom handles bend
But if they burn a rock they'll never hear the end
Judge the weight and sweep it right
Bring it to the house, but just a little bite
Can′t win the game, but sure can lose it
Here's to the front end now let′s use it
Well
Here's to the front end sweeping stones!
