Letra de Johnny Sylvester Comes Back to Visit The Babe

He looked like an apparition Like a ghost without the sheet But his eyes burned like a stove pipe As he limped along the street He walked by me slow but firmly Knew he wouldn't stop to chat But I thought that I might help him He shook his head and touched his hat He said I've come to see The Babe They say Babe Ruth is dyin' I've come to lift his spirits Just like he once lifted mine I can't promise any homers I'm no Sultan of Swat But I'll be up there swingin' With everything I got Years ago I lay in bed My life hung like a rope My sickly frame was wracked with pain They said there was no hope But the big guy would have none of that He just sneered at tragedy He hit four home runs that Series And every one for me Thanks to those arcing wallops My wretched body healed Thanks to the greatest player That ever took the field And as he stood above me My eyes alert but dim I never thought that someday I'd be staring down at him And I've come to see The Babe They say Babe Ruth is dyin' I've come to lift his spirits Just like he once lifted mine I can't promise any homers I'm no Sultan of Swat But I'll be up there swingin' With everything I got Before there was Paul Bunyan Before old Honest Abe Before there was John Henry There always was The Babe He took a hundred million spirits And said dare to be a land He took one dying child And said stand up and be a man And I've come to see The Babe They say Babe Ruth is dyin' I've come to lift his spirits Just like he once lifted mine I can't promise any homers I'm no Sultan of Swat But I'll be up there swingin' With everything I got