rubah
04-24-2006, 11:59 PM
okay, so that's just what's engraved on our mantle above the fireplace, but whatever.
It sounds like a good chant (rather than God Bless Our Home).
Anyways, it's baseball and softball season, and twelve year olds around the states and elsewhere I suspect are crying out with time honored chants.
That is, if their coaches haven't deemed them too 'damaging' to the delicate psyches of their opposing team.
Now, I haven't played in an organized summer ball team in several years, but I still remember many of those lovely songs we sang. Here is a sampling.
Down by the old rock cemetary [repeat after verse]
That's where your team's gonna be buried
Six feet wide and twelve feet under
When we hit the ball it's gonna sound like thunder
Thunder, thunder, thunderation!
We're the best team in the nation!
I like peaches [repeat after verse]
I like cream
I like our team
Because we're mean
Those who like us
Like us well
Those who don't
Might as well
Sound off- 1, 2
Sound off- 3, 4
Bring it on down now:
One two, three four!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is
ticktickticktickticktickticktick
BOOM! Dynamite!
Their team is what?
Dynamite!
Their team is what?
Dynamite!
Their team is
ticktickticktickticktickticktick
Hold up! Wait a minute!
They ain't got no BOOM in it!
I see a hole and [batter]'s gonna find iiiiiiiiiiiiiit [echo] [echo] [echo]
(after four balls and a walk) There she goes just a'walkin' down the line
Singing doowadiddy diddy dum diddy doo
Next batter up says "Walk me too!"
How many others remember these. . cherished pieces of summer lore?
It sounds like a good chant (rather than God Bless Our Home).
Anyways, it's baseball and softball season, and twelve year olds around the states and elsewhere I suspect are crying out with time honored chants.
That is, if their coaches haven't deemed them too 'damaging' to the delicate psyches of their opposing team.
Now, I haven't played in an organized summer ball team in several years, but I still remember many of those lovely songs we sang. Here is a sampling.
Down by the old rock cemetary [repeat after verse]
That's where your team's gonna be buried
Six feet wide and twelve feet under
When we hit the ball it's gonna sound like thunder
Thunder, thunder, thunderation!
We're the best team in the nation!
I like peaches [repeat after verse]
I like cream
I like our team
Because we're mean
Those who like us
Like us well
Those who don't
Might as well
Sound off- 1, 2
Sound off- 3, 4
Bring it on down now:
One two, three four!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is what?
Dynamite!
Our team is
ticktickticktickticktickticktick
BOOM! Dynamite!
Their team is what?
Dynamite!
Their team is what?
Dynamite!
Their team is
ticktickticktickticktickticktick
Hold up! Wait a minute!
They ain't got no BOOM in it!
I see a hole and [batter]'s gonna find iiiiiiiiiiiiiit [echo] [echo] [echo]
(after four balls and a walk) There she goes just a'walkin' down the line
Singing doowadiddy diddy dum diddy doo
Next batter up says "Walk me too!"
How many others remember these. . cherished pieces of summer lore?