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ON THE ROAD TO ROOTERS' ROW.
III.
O the war whoops from the coachers as they writhe and dance about!
O the "joshing" of the Sun Gods as they rise up with a shout!
O the call of "thief" and "pirate" at the Fan Flock's greatest foe,
As the lordly umpire wanders once again by Rooters' Row!
O the war whoops from the coachers as they writhe and dance about!
O the "joshing" of the Sun Gods as they rise up with a shout!
O the call of "thief" and "pirate" at the Fan Flock's greatest foe,
As the lordly umpire wanders once again by Rooters' Row!
On the road to Rooters' Row, etc.
IV.
Ship me somewhere into springtime where a sprinter starts for "first,"
Where the only one commandment is "To win, or you're the worst;"
For I feel the fever coming once again to hear the call
Of the vibrant-voiced director and his "Batter up—play ball!"
Ship me somewhere into springtime where a sprinter starts for "first,"
Where the only one commandment is "To win, or you're the worst;"
For I feel the fever coming once again to hear the call
Of the vibrant-voiced director and his "Batter up—play ball!"
On the road to Rooters' Row, etc.
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