Let's Get the Umpire's Goat

Let's Get the Umpire's Goat

V1
Young Jimmy Croker was clerk for a broker
To be a good clerk was his aim
When ball season started then Jim was light hearted
For baseball was Jim’s middle name boss he would say “My poor Aunt died today”
So his boss said, “For heaven’s sake, go!”
Then he’d hike to the bleachers with six other screechers and yell if the game was to slow
To his
V2
Jimmy kept wishin’ in fact his ambition was nat’ral for one of his age
He wanted to be like Mike Donlin you see and play ball or else go nn the stage
He knew each player’s name and kept tab on the game
And could tell you how pennants are won.
But each bleacherite fan, was with Jim to a man, when his home team just needed a run

Chorus
Let’s get the Umpire’s goat, goat, goat
Let’s make him go up in the air
We
Ll yell, Oh you robber! Go somewhere and die
Back to the bush You’ve got mud in your eye
Oh, what an awful decision!
Why don’t you put spectacles on?
Let’s holler like sin, and then our side will win,
When the umpire’s nanny is gone

Nora Bayes, Jack Norworth

1909