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Well, the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times Carried the story in big headlines How Kansas City's George was robbed that day When Tar Baby Billy took his bat away |
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It was 2 men out in the top of the 9th It was one of them classic settin's The Goose on the mound in that Big Apple town And, George is up there battin' As the crowd chants "Goose," he turns it loose With fire and smoke and ash George sends it deep, in the right field seats Another timely crash |
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As he rounded third and he headed on home, Was a gleam in Billy's eye Dick wondered "What's he up to now? I know this guys real sly" |
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Billy grabbed the bat as both teams sat In awe upon their benches Says “there ya are, that there is Pine Tar, And its a whole lot more than 18 inches” Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song, Did you cry about the game last night? Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong, All you wanna do is fight |
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You’re like a child kickin' dirt on the umpires shoes, That's the way you've always been So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag And rub it in you're face again |
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So Tim though it through and he asked the crew, And then with bat in hand he shouted "You're out, the home run just don't count, I'm gonna have to disallow it." Well, the sky was clear and the day was hot, But George was even hotter Til Lee got wise, and says "hey, you guys this claim ain't gonna hold water" |
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Well, Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song, Did you cry about the game last night? Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong, All you wanna do is fight |
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Your like a child kickin' dirt on the umpires shoes, That's the way you've always been So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag And rub it in you're face again Well the fans was riled and suits was filed To create a long delay And Billy's team apparently, Was just afraid to play |
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Now the stage was set, and Billy bet That he had the upper hand But Billy was fooled when the big court ruled You gonna play this game as planned |
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Well, Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song, Did you cry about the game last night? Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong, All you wanna do is fight Your like a child kickin' dirt on the umpires shoes, That's the way you've always been, So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag And rub it in you're face again |
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With affidavits notarized That George had touched 'em all The umpire said, "we a step ahead, We're gonna put an end to Billy ball" |
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We done heard the call for Billy ball, We ain't never gonna hear it again Just like the cheer for Billy's beer, When the Democrats was in Now the game they played that summer day, Won't be famous for the scores But the incidents that have happened since Will be remembered as "TAR WARS" |
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Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song, Did you cry about the game last night? Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong, All you wanna do is fight Your like a child kickin' dirt on the umpires shoes, That's the way you've always been So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag And rub it in you're face again |
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