Home Run Bill

Home Run Bill

V1
Bill Johnson was a swatter on a Bush League nine,
Way down South in Caroline,
Pitchers looked alike to him he had the sign,
He could hit them all the time.
Hit them where they weren’t, hit them high or low,
Hit them fast, hit them slow,
‘Twas just like finding money when he hit the pill,
You could cash on Home Run Bill.
V2
One day he hit the ball so hard it broke the fence,
Get the rest it’s immense,
And the ball kept going with such awful force,
The the ball knocked down a horse.
In the air it bounded, hit an aeroplane,
Smashed a cloud, made it rain,
The ball was still a flying when the sun and set,
And the fielder’s running yet.
V3
Bill was drafted from the miners by the Mc Graw,
Goodbye Ma, Goodbye Pa,
All the rubes were sighing, crying when they saw, Him go away so far.
Pinch hit was required to win a game one day,
Put Bill in, to make the play,
Three men were on’ bases and two men were out,
You should year those fans all shout.
Chorus 1
For it was Home Run Bill,
Gee, but he could slam the leather
Home Run Bill,
Lift it up just like a feather Knicked a fly thro’ the sky,
You could see Saint Peter crying,
You could see the angels flying Home Run Bill
Hit a church and dropped the steeple,
And the pill, bounded back and hit the people,
Hear them call, as he swung on the ball
Spoken Bill, Bill, how we love you Bill
Hit it for a Home Run Bill
Chorus 2
For it was Home Run Bill,
Gee, but he could run the bases
Home Run Bill,
Like a racer at the races Knocked a fly tho’ the sky,
Seven times he ran around them,
Till the ball came back and found him Home Run Bill
Regal shoes he won a dozen, Dunlap Hats, won enough for all his cousins,
Hear them call, as he swung on the ball
Spoken Bill, Bill, how we love you Bill,
Hit it for a Home Run Bill
Chorus 3
For it was Home Run Bill,
Gee, he was an awful fliver
Home Run Bill, Just stood there began to shiver
Missed it once, missed it twice,
When they put the third strike over,
Bill was sent back to the clover Home Run Bill
Turned his thoughts to home and mother,
Home Run Bill, jumped one fence and then another,
Hear them call, as he jumped o’er the wall
Spoken Bill, Bill ‘fore we kill you Bill,
Take it on a Home Run Bill

Alfred Bryan (words), Jerome Shay (music)

1911