You’re a grand old dad,



Take me out to the Ball Game

We’re sure that you know this song;

if you’d like you can sing along.

But only once through then we’ll sing for you

our very own baseball song.

Take me out to the ball game, take me out with the crowd.

Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack;

I don’t care if I never get back.

Let me root, root, root for the home team;

if they don’t win it’s a shame.

For it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out at the old ball game!

Take me out to the ball game, take me out to the dome.

We’ll have some hotdogs and nachos;

we don’t care if we pay through the nose.

And we’ll root, root, root for the home team;

we’re just glad they’re still here.

For they just might move out of town later on this year!

Take me out to the ball game where the turf isn’t real.

Next to the scoreboard a video screen

will show you a replay like you’ve never seen.

And we’ll root, root, root for the home team,

some things just never change.

For it’s one, two, three and you’re out at the old ball game!

ONE MORE TIME!

(repeat original verse)

CHARGE!

My Mom

My mom. She's always thinking of me.

She always wants me to be the very best that I can be.

My mom. She's always giving to me.

She says she wants me to be the happiest a person can be.

My mom is my friend. Just in case you didn't know.

My mom. I love her so!

(interlude)

My mom is my friend. Just in case you didn't know.

My mom. I love her so!

I love her so. I love her so.

I love her so.

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