Nelly Kelly love baseball games,
Knew the players, knew all their names,
You could see her there every day,
Shout "Hurray," when they play.
Her boy friend by the name of Joe
Said, "To Coney Isle dear, we'll go,"
Then Nelly started to fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout. Hey!
"Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
Cause it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the ol' ball game."
Knew the players, knew all their names,
You could see her there every day,
Shout "Hurray," when they play.
Her boy friend by the name of Joe
Said, "To Coney Isle dear, we'll go,"
Then Nelly started to fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout. Hey!
"Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,
I don't care if I never get back,
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
Cause it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the ol' ball game."