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DESCRIPTION |
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Slide, Kelly, Slide
was composed by vaudeville comedian J.W. Kelly
in 1889. One contemporary who heard J.W. sing
the song on the burlesque stage said “when Kelly
sang the chorus it made one almost slide out of
his seat trying to get to first base, so
realistic did he make it.”
This particular recording does not include the
third verse. |
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Title: |
Slide,
Kelly, Slide. |
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Artist: |
Arthur
Collins |
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Company: |
Edison
Records |
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Format: |
Cylinder |
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Released: |
Circa 1896 |
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Catalog # : |
1547 |
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LYRICS |
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First Verse |
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I played a game of baseball, I belong to Casey's
Nine !
The crowd was feeling jolly and the weather it
was fine;
An awful lot of players I think were never found
When the omnibuses landed That day upon the
ground.
The game was quickly started, they sent me to
the bat:
"I made two strikes" says Casey. "What are you
striking at ?"
I made the third, the catcher muff'd, and to the
ground it fell;
Then I ran like a devil to first base, when the
game began to yell; |
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Chorus |
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Slide, Kelly, slide !
Your running's a disgrace !
Slide, Kelly, slide !
Stay there, hold your base !
If someone doesn't steal you,
And your batting doesn't fail you,
They'll take you to Australia !
Slide, Kelly, slide |
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Second Verse |
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"Twas in the 2nd inning, they called me in, I
think
To take the catcher's place, while he went to
get a drink;
But something was a matter sure I couldn't see
the ball
And the second one that came in, broke my
muzzle, nose and all...
The crowd up in the Grand Stands: They yelled
with all their might
I ran towards the Club House, I thought there
was a fight,
"Twas the most unpleasant feeling, I ever felt
before;
I knew they had me rattled, When the game began
to roar |
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Chorus |
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Slide, Kelly, slide !
Your running's a disgrace !
Slide, Kelly, slide !
Stay there, hold your base !
If someone doesn't steal you,
And your batting doesn't fail you,
They'll take you to Australia !
Slide, Kelly, slide |
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Chorus |
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Slide, Kelly, slide !
Your running's a disgrace !
Slide, Kelly, slide !
Stay there, hold your base !
If someone doesn't steal you,
And your batting doesn't fail you,
They'll take you to Australia !
Slide, Kelly, slide |
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Third Verse |
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They sent me out to
centerfield, I didn't want to go;
The way my nose was swelling up, I must have
been a show !
They said on me depended vict'ry or defeat,
If a blind man was to look at us, he'd know we
were beat
64 to nothing ! Was the score when we got done,
And ev'ry body there but me said they had lots
of fun
The news got home ahead of me, they hears I was
knock'd out;
The neighbors carried me in the house and then
began to shout |
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Chorus |
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Slide, Kelly, slide !
Your running's a disgrace !
Slide, Kelly, slide !
Stay there, hold your base !
If someone doesn't steal you,
And your batting doesn't fail you,
They'll take you to Australia !
Slide, Kelly, slide |
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