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THE HOTTEST GAME

(CHORUS)

WAY, WAY BACK IN EIGHTEEN NINETY-FOUR
BOSTON PLAYED THE HOTTEST GAME WITH BALTIMORE
BALTIMORE THE DAY BEFORE BEAT BEANTOWN BAD
THE CROWD GOT FIRED UP THEY TURNED RED-HOT MAD

BECAUSE OF THIS GAME, BEANTOWN WENT UP IN SMOKE
SOME SAY IT ALL STARTED BECAUSE OF A POKE
JOHN McGRAW AND FOG HORN TUCKER HAD A FIGHT
THEY TRADED LOTS OF PUNCHES LEFT AND RIGHT

BOTH DUGOUTS CLEARED, EVEN THE FANS BATTLED
A FIRE WAS SET ALL SHOULD HAVE SKIDADDLED!
WHILE THE BLAZE WARMED SEATS NEAR THE RIGHT FIELD WALL
ALL THE GRAND STAND CHANTED PLAY BALL! PLAY BALL!

(REPEAT CHORUS)

NO ONE RANG THE ALARM THE FIRE WAS THOUGHT TOO SMALL
UNTIL THE FLAMES SPREAD OUTSIDE THE RIGHT FIELD WALL
WILL THEY PLAY THE GAME ONE FAN WOULD STILL SAY?
THE FLAMES ROARED GAMES OFF, BECAUSE OF FIRE TODAY

THE HOMES AND SHOPS ALL OF WOODEN FRAMES
AND THE SIX SPIRE GRAND STAND WERE SOON IN FLAMES
THE FIRE GRAND SLAMMED THROUGH THE POOR PART OF TOWN
TWO THOUSAND HOMELESS, TWO HUNDRED DWELLINGS DOWN

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ALL THE FANS WENT HOME TO HOMES THAT NIGHT
FOR THE NEWLY HOMELESS, NO HOMES WERE IN SIGHT
THE NEXT DAY THE NEWS READ GAME REPLAYED THURSDAY
BUT WHERE DID THE HOMELESS GO? IT DIDN?T SAY

(REPEAT LAST TWO LINES AND FADE)

Written by Joe Pickering, Jr.
Joe Pickering, Jr., President
King of the Road Music
13 Pond Street
Bangor, ME 04401
1-207-947-3525 C2001