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Posted By: Dave Hornish

How about this one (cribbed from baseball-fever.co):

"The Brooklyn Dodger Jump"


VERSE
Brooklyn, Brooklyn Hear us while we say
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, just for you we play.
You're the very greatest borough in the U.S.A.
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, you ain't got no squares.
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, you got no long hairs.
'Cause that Barberman , he tells you 'bout those Brooklyn play'rs.

PATTER
He tells you of Hermanski, Furillo and the Duke
Of Shotten, Blades and Pitler, not to mention good ol' Suke;
Of Robinson and Hodges and Captain Pee Wee Reese,
Of Cox and Campanella, how their efforts never cease.
Oh! Barber, Barber, don't you ever stop
You're the very greatest tonic in our barber shop.

CHORUS
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, U.S.A.
Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers , how you play.
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Dodgers, you both are here to stay.

PATTER
That Barberman he tells you of Barney, Branca, Roe
Of Banta, Minner, Martin and of good ol' Hatten, Joe
Palica, Newcombe, Edwards, McCormick, Whitman, Brown
And Miksis, Rackley, Jorgy, how the whole gang goes to town!
Oh! Barber, Barber, you're a good ol' soul.
You're the very highest fellow on our barber pole.


CHORUS
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, U.S.A.
Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers , how you play.
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Dodgers, we sing your song today.

VERSE
We sing the praises of the stars you knew
Like Vance and Grimes and Uncle Robbie, too
And of all the many others to whom much credit's due.
We sing about one Dodger, who, 'tis said,
When catching flies would really use his head.
It's too bad they couldn't teach him to use his glove instead.

PATTER
But don't you start afrettin' there's no cause for alarm
The Dodgers now are learnin' how to keep away from harm.
They're gettin' really healthy in mind as well as arm
'Cause all of them are bloomiin' down on Mister Rickey's farm.
Oh! Rickey, Rickey he's on top you see
He's the very highest Branch on our family tree.

CHORUS
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, U.S.A.
Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers , how you play.
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Dodgers, hoo-ray, hoo-ray, hoo-ray!

PATTER
Our tree holds lots of Dodgers, some old and some are new
And some are srtictly Minor, but then lots are Major, too.
Though there may be some lemons, the most of them are plums
But no matter how you slice 'em, they are all still Brooklyn Chums!
Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers, hear us while we say
You will always be our champions of the U.S.A.


CHORUS
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Brooklyn, U.S.A.
Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers, Oh! Dodgers , how you play.
Oh! Brooklyn, Oh! Dodgers, hoo-ray, hoo-ray, hoo-ray!