Casey at the Bat | Make Mine Music 1946

Song lyrics

Oh, what a lark to ride out to the park / And just to see Casey. / / They travel for miles and they stand in the aisles / And just to see Casey. / / The ladies don't understand baseball a bit / They don't know a strike from a foul or a hit. / / But when they see Casey, that game has got it / Casey, the pride of them all. / / Hey folks here we are at the ball park. / It looks pretty bad for the Mudville boys. / It's the last half of the ninth / Two outs, a man on base. / There's only one man who can save the day for Mudville. / He's coming up to us right now / It's the mighty Casey. / / Oh, Casey's the guy with his eye on the ball / But mostly the ladies. / Casey's the guy who's the idol of all / But mostly the ladies. / Casey is mighty and manly. / Casey's a dangerous gent, Egad. / When he goes to bat, Hang on to your hat / He's batting a thousand percent with the ladies. / Oh, Casey has nerve and he knows every curve / He's no hokey-pokey. / He gets away with that old double play. / He's sure okey-dokey. / He makes all the ladies go gaga, it's true. / No wonder they swoon when he comes into view / He was the Sinatra of 1902. / Casey, the pride of them all. / / Now that Casey is at bat. / He's got that home run look in his eye. / In fact he's got a set of bull horns. / The pitcher is winding up and here comes the pitch. / Strike One. / With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone / He stilled the rising tumult and bade the game go on. / The pitcher is winding up and here comes the pitch. / Strike two. / The sneer has gone from Casey's lip / His teeth are clenched in hate. / He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate / And now the pitcher holds the ball. / And now he lets it go / And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow. / / Somewhere in this favored land / The sun is shining bright. / Somewhere bands are playing sweet / And somewhere hearts are light. / Somewhere men are laughing, oh, ho, ho, ho, ho / Somewhere children shout. / But there is no joy in Mudville / Mighty Casey, (da, da, da, da, da, da, da). / Mighty Casey, (da, da, da, da, da, da, da). / Mighty Casey has struck out.