| Show J ff I I U f I I Copyright 1923 New Ne York ne urie une Inc Ine Trade Mark R U S Patent Office UP UP AND D B lCt I 1 II II I saw him first a kid kid- kidA kid A A hard bard free s free swinging Bavil In the thi busi Fast as the winds that swi-Cp swi cp the thi open plaIns As fast tast as ne II lightning flashes Jowl JOn JO n the sky WIth rippling muscles ot of o tempered stcl Steel springs e within his anIS arns And And in his legs And in his face The burning flame lame of ot Raw that turned ins labor Into play And made him romp and anil re clOut re cl clOut Out the field And laugh at errors that WIO w io but buta bu bua a 0 part Ot Of all the frolic Ho He Hoa isa a was having haing there thero II 11 And then I 1 saV saw a 0 league A A kid just coming on to know his hi worth Who looked ahead And dreamed of ot big league fame ame Of fifty thousand voices oa on he hi roar The old d hip-hip hip and all the r rot t ot of o I That hailed balled anther Cobb Cobb- Cobb A coming Tris Ti-Is Ith V ith endless speed And po pos power er tor for the th peg Ill III IIII IIII I t I sa saw sac him next neet when hen he hid Md h d reach the toP topA A might ruler in the Realm ot of o oS Sit Sc S at where hero here raving ra 1 Cheered his regal 8 sea And swa a And all the world orld lay at hl steel steel- Shod shod feet teet Where here blazing Gae Ga hie batting e ee e High place with Ith war ar sar And armies on the march Or precedence above Such ta tawdry tadry dry things as and kings For he could hit With any man that 11 lied ed And range afar tor for hits that others other made And io o 0 tor for ten great years he held h ld l his place And saw the world but in the lath fisak flash flash- flashIng r Ing gloW Ot Of easy tame fame And ro rosal at al circumstance IV IVAnd IVAnd IVAnd And then I 1 saw the arm once made madi of ot steel Begin to rust and crack and anI lose I se its snap p pI I saw the drag that came upon his hi speed I As cheers turned into Seers jeers Where here day b by day HIs waning blows blots blo s popped Into Sot waiting hand I 1 saw sa sat the smile fade ado out upon his hi face tace That turned be hew bewildered t to a acro r cro crowd d that on once co Had been hl hi his friend but cots no Was as ho howling holing ling Take Tak e him out outBack to the Bush ou d oi 01 the run Go Go get a I crutch crutch go go sune sune- where n die And And still they Why hy he was us a I arabI crab arab V I 1 saw him next back In the b Ish agaIn The circle finished And the journey done An thirty five old and bl man al at thIrty thIrty- the Who ho pla cd a as In a drea dream m mAnd And who ho abo above 0 the taunting tes that came From tan tank tov to k n fans that his play Still heard from rom far tar away From other pars The mighty might roar of forty orty and I Im I m men I Who hO called upon him for tor 11 LI e win win- winning win winning ning hit Who ho shrieked and stamped And howled holed ho led their mad hen from his hh hl bat the streaking I missile flew HIs rough red hand was wab I across h his Is e es J But still he ie could not 11 the th I dream a aeA a Ot Of some lost June Back In another age Where here Youth r rt louth Was as sweeping hint him born of ot morning And the golden gloe glO Ot Of dann n and dreams Where dew dee de Is on the world orld From here c he no turns to LO fo the ft he drab thin stands And hear loud voices beating on othe the field Come on vou ou burn bum and hit h another foul Oh what that a that sap sap right right- right right- strike out again As A mocking memories of ot h arIse To haunt him in the silence ol ot th the night To whisper his per to him of ot jay ow jaNow tOW lost forever in the marchIng marchin I ears Vt 1 Just thirty five e But old and worn an and through And still within the stands they sl sit alt It and say Well Yell pretty prett soft sott tor for that bird getting paid For having hating fun tun Like this each afternoon I only Ish eish eishI I had a job like that d 00 |
