Well, the Wall Street Journal and The New York Times  Carried the story in BIG HEADLINES  How Kansas City George was robbed that day  When Tar Baby Billy took his bat away      It was two men out in the top a' the ninth  It was one a' them classic settin's  The Goose on the mound in that Big Apple town  And George is up there battin'      As the crowd chants "Goose!"  He turns it loose  With fire and smoke and ash  George sends it deep   In the right field seats  Another timely crash      As he rounded third and he headed on home  Was a gleam in Billy's eye  Dick wondered "What's he up to now?  "I know this guy's real sly."      Billy grabbed the bat as both teams sat  In awe upon the benches  Says, "There ya are! That there's pine tar!  "An' it's a whole lot more'n eighteen inches!"      [Chorus]  Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song?  Did you cry about the game last night?  Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong?  All you wanna do is fight  You like a child, kickin' dirt on the umpire's shoes  That's the way you've always been  So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag  And rub it in your face again      So Tim thought it through, and he asked the crew  Then with bat in hand, he shouted  "You're out! The home run just don't count!  "I'm gonna have ta disallow it!"      Well, the sky was clear and the day was hot  But George was even hotter  'Till Lee got wise, and said "Hey, you guys!  "This claim ain't a-gonna hold water."      [Chorus]  Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song?  Did you cry about the game last night?  Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong?  All you wanna do is fight  You like a child, kickin' dirt on the umpire's shoes  That's the way you've always been  So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag  And rub it in your face again      Well, the fans was riled and suits was filed  To create a long dee-lay  Then Billy's team, apparently,   Was just afraid to play      Now the stage was set and Billy bet  That he had the upper hand  But Billy was fooled when the big court ruled  "You gonna play this game, as planned!"      [Chorus]  Well, Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song?  Did you cry about the game last night?  Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong?  All you wanna do is fight  You like a child, kickin' dirt on the umpire's shoes  That's the way you've always been  So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag  And rub it in your face again      With affidavits (notarized)  That George had touched 'em all  The umpire said, "We a step ahead.   "Gonna put an end to Billy Ball."      "We done heard the call for Billy Ball  "We ain't never gonna hear it again  "Just like the cheer for Billy's Beer  "When the Democrats was in."      Now the game they played that summer day  Won't be famous for the scores  But the incidents that have happened since  Will be remembered as TAR WARS      [Chorus]  Tar Baby Billy can you hear our song?  Did you cry about the game last night?  Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's wrong?  All you wanna do is fight  You like a child, kickin' dirt on the umpire's shoes  That's the way you've always been  So now we're gonna take that pine tar rag  And rub it in your face again