| Show THE LIGHT SPORT L LIGHT IG H T fly 7 PUCE KICK Copyright ht UI N Nw New York Tribune lie Inc Trademark Registered Ottic rd U 11 g 8 Patent YorkI Of- Of I ftc Il I TILE THE SLIDE LIDE 0 l UI ERE RE Revising H W 1 L In one or two to spots Listen fanatics and nd you shall hear Ot Of the th midnight slide lid of ot Paul Revere How he ha h scored cor d from frota first On 00 a an outfield drle e eBy By a dashIng sprint and a head head- headlong long lont due dhe dheIn dirIn In the greatest T play pulled off of- that year Now ow the home ot of o poets and potted beans Of a war a and nd mear mearIn In baseball epic pic has hu oft been ben sung Since the th 4 days day ys of Criger and Old Cy Young Since the tho th days day of ot an and ani Lowe and Long I Collins and Hamilton famed tamed In I song I But Dut not even the th fleet foot deer ed rd Cobb Could na have hate e engineered any such fancy rancy job jobA A As the s 0 side Ide of P P which on aon famous Battle ol of ton The Yanks and Ihl th British ee aee booked that trip In a n scrap crap for tor the tho th le New ew World orld championship But Dut the British landed a II bit too toolate toolate late Inte InteSo So the game ame didn t open till 1111 half half- past halt el eight ht And Paul Revere had ht the hay hav When the th umpire d his call for pla pia They battled beneath the Boston Doston moon As the British figured Not Not yet yet- yet but soon For th the odd odds er were ag ac the Yanks Yanka that night With Paul ere Rever blocked out ot of o the th right fight For the they needed his hl hi speed tl tJ t gallop gollop through ith the winning run when hen the pinch 1 was ass as d due lie And the grandstand gathering Catherine groaned In woe White While hll a Il sad ad wall all bubble bubble- bubbled I tron Rooters Hooters Row flow But wall alt ait Stop Hearken Henken And likewise lI Ha Hark rk hat What means that gallopIng near neal the park What means mean that cr cry ot of a II m mat mai td de-td sore lore Am I too ton late lIe Say what's the th And echo answered both tar fir and nearA near A wilder w call than the Babe Dabe might hear 1 As AI the rooters clamored Theres There's paul aul pre Rever Ret ere I And II a different moon came out oui ou outto to shine When hen PRe P Revere ere took the goach- goach coach coach- lar ing line Ito Ho H woke up the grandstand front It Its trance trane- And made mad the h bleachers get ret up Uj and dance And the tha air was rife rite with a lyric lyrie jo joy joyIn In th the a wake aake kp of ot his rollicking tl taboy Hs He joshed th the tM British a with ith jibe jib and shout Until the they booted the th Mil about He whooped and he h spiraled all allover 0 over oter er the th lot tied tl d In a Gor- Gor Gordian Till the th score cor was wa dlan dian knot Now In this part of the Dope Are Re-Cooked Re Are fief facts which abich bleh history history's over over- overlooked overlooked looked looked- looked Ho How Paul Revere Rovere took an old old- time old time swing echoes answered And the th far away Bing Bine How tow he singled to center conler and l am then like T Ty Dashed on to second bue In Kept on 01 with the speed of a bird And whined like a I meteor rounding round round- Ing third But Hold back you vou bonehead all In Aln tam The coaches coache shouted In tones tonn of o pain Stick to tour lour our base bue came cam the th ringing plea But Paul Paui said ald History waits walts wait on met mel mets metSo me s So ere Re kept k pt onIth on with Ith a swing swing- swinging wini- wini Ing Inc stride And he h hit the dirt when they thy hollered Slide Sp Spectacular plays play ma may come corn oom ft ani go Co goIn In 11 th the hurry of ot lime Tim swift witt ebb ebband bb and nd flow But nl lr agaIn arain will there therl be on Like the first American hit ani run And never agAIn a aln will III S a thunder thunder- r- r log InS ln roar r Match the howl as he h barged bagged the score core cor And as a long III 5 n the th old game lasts ste vou ouli 11 hear hrar Ot Of the lh midnight slide slid of ot Paul Ret Re Revere ere |
