Lyrics

we played all right for a while
we were winning with grace and style
but the playoffs grow near
and there's a swell of fear
because we're known as choking dogs

oh trots you think your doing well
but it's the same old hell
now sweater guy is crying over you
crying in red white and blue

well you left Nashville
just to die on capitol hill
alone and crying, crying, crying crying

its hard to understand
the thought of Holtby with stone hands
can start me crying

I thought the president's trophy was true
but it left me blue so blue
I live for next year even more
than I did before

but,Lord Stanley what can I do
because you don't love me
caps fans will always be crying over you
crying over you.

now ovie is gone
playing in Russia his life goes on
caps fans are crying, crying
crying, crying
yeah crying, crying
over you