Sox Come Running Home

Original Lyrics: Michael Folloni
Vocals: Henry Clement and the Gumbo Band

Carl Yaz-tremski, and Teddy Ball (Come Running Home)
Jim Ed-ward Rice, we loved them all (Come Running Home)
And Lord we just…. can't cast asunder,
The ‘04 Sox with their bats of Thunder.

When Jimmy Fund, succeeds alone (Come Running Home)
When Boomer's heirs can't cover zones (Our Idiots)
Oh Lord forget about all those blunders
When ‘04 Sox just won't surrenda

Well when our Sox, make games their own. (Pitch in the Zone)
Well when our men hit like cyclones (Pitch in the Zone)
Oh Lord, I'm glad to be a Red Soxer
When our Sox come running home!

Well when us fans, said “We Believe” (We Still Believe)
Well when our Team said “Why not us?? (Why NOT Us?)
Oh Lord I'm glad to be a Red Soxer
When our Team showed all their stuff.

Foulke whiffed them fast, (Right in the Zone)
Wakefield's funny flew (Hop Zaggin Home)
And Martinez hit a few, (He bruised some Bones!)

And Curt Schilling was so Thrilling,
Lowe, Arroyo, Timlen too.

They creamed the Yanks, De Frocked Angels (Yes, they did)
Left the Cards all decked in shambles (World Series Champs)

Oh Lord, I'm glad to be a Red Soxer
When the Sox come running home.