He looked like an apparition,
like a ghost without the sheet
But his eyes burned like a stovepipe
as he limped along the street
He walked by me slow but firmly,
I knew he wouldn't stop to chat
Still 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 dying
I've come to lift his spirit
Just like he once lifted mine
I can't promise any homers
But I'll be up there swinging
My sickly frame was wracked with pain
They said there was no hope
But the big guy would have none of that
He just sneezed at tragedy
He hit four home runs that series
Thanks to those arcing wallops
Thanks to the greatest player
I never thought that someday
I'd be starin' down at him
An d I come to see the baby
They say Babe Ruth is dyin'
Just like he once lifted mine
I can't promise any homers
But I'll be up there swingin'
Before there was Paul Bunyan
Before there was John Henry
There always was the babe
He took a hundred million spirits
He took one dying child and said
And I come to see the babe,
they say Babe Ruth is dyin'
just like he once lifted mine
I can't promise any homers
But I'll be up there swingin'
