Lyric: Groomers' Goddess
©2003 Wayne Krewski (SOCAN)  All rights reserved.

"Groomers Goddess" can be found on the CD   "Toe Tappin' - No Rappin'"
It can also be found on the live CD   "The Miners Hall Concert"

Refrain  Early in the morning, just before the dawn, the morning star appears and you know
That Venus, the groomers' goddess, will wash away the night and bring the morning on with a glow.
 
Four days of grooming the ski runs on the hill; twelve hours a night, that's your fate.
Working when it's dark and sleeping when it's light; four days to make that your slate.
Then just when you're used to the graveyard shift and catching up on all the sleep you can.
Four days off; reverse your days for four, then start the whole thing over again.
 
Back in the days before tillers came along, and powdermakers ruled the hill
And blades were new, planers obsolete, and twenty-one hundreds filled the bill.
Grooming uphill you'd never think to do; you'd have to climb the long way around.
Halfway up the run you'd stop and set the brake, and shovel snow to cool the rear end down.
 
Then tillers came along, and skiers wanted more, more than just a cat to make it flat
Driving in a blizzard six hundred miles or more; a groomer's night is more or less like that.
Those were the days of yore, Buffalo Ridge before I took the D8 cat and cut it back
It used to fall away, to the north the ridge would lay and snocats found it hard to stay on track.
 
The night before the race, the course was set up hard. It snowed all day, the powder two feet deep.
They had to have it tilled, the Pisten Bully tried, barely hanging on, the ridge too steep.
Down the Granite Bowl, three-sixties all the way; the course was scraped, and Audrey's eyes were wide.
The Yodel Inn was warm and folks were feeling good, the snow too deep to till, you know I tried.