Lyrics

BABE RUTH?S CURSE I


OUR RED SOX NOW LEAD BY A COUNTRY MILE
STILL FEAR GRIPS OUR HEARTS THE CROWD WEARS NO SMILE
BABE?S CURSE IS WITH US ALL CLOUDS GROW DARK
IT?S WORLD SERIES TIME AT OLD FENWAY PARK

THAT?S NOT DISTANT THUNDER I HEAR FROM THE SKY
BUT MISTER BABE RUTH STEPPING DOWN FROM ON HIGH
BABE?S COMING TO PLAY WITH HIS BAT AND HIS BALL
TO MAKE SURE WE DON?T WIN THE SERIES THIS FALL

CHORUS

HEY MISTER BABE PLEASE GIVE US A BREAK
HOW MUCH MORE CAN THE RED SOX FANS TAKE
IN THE ANNALS OF BASEBALL NONE CAN BE WORSE
THAN THE TERRIBLE TALE OF BABE RUTH?S CURSE

IN THE SERIES OF ?18 BASE STRODE TO THE MOUND
AND PROCEEDED TO MOW THE CHICAGO CUBS DOWN
BUT THAT?S THE LAST SERIES THE SOX EVER WON
SOON BABE RUTH WAS TRADED, THE DIRTY DEED DONE

THE BABE GRABBED THE TRAIN AND LEFT SAD OLD BEANTOWN
TO BUILD UP THE YANKEES AND TEAR THE SOX DOWN
ALL THE FANS AGREE, THE TRADE WAS A SIN
BUT IT WASN?T OUR FAULT BABE SO PLEASE LET US WIN!!

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

TAG: LAST TWO LINES OF LAST VERSE


Written by Joe Pickering, Jr.


Joe Pickering, Jr., President
King of the Road Music
13 Pond Street
Bangor, ME 04401
1-207-947-3525 C1990