The Sportsman’s Song
Today I play at Soccer,
For summer’s fun is fled,
And take from out my locker
My shirt of white and red;
Anon, when Baseball calls me
All in my red and white,
Whatever else befalls me,
I play with all my might.
CHORUS:
I never seem to make a team,
My name’s unknown to fame;
The captain’s list my name has missed,
Yet still I play the game.
And when the playfields spurning,
My soul to study turns,
To light the lanes of learning
My lamp at midnight burns;
And with a will compelling
I learn to calculate,
To write and read with spelling
And verbs to conjugate.
CHORUS:
Yet though I sip from scholarship
No taste of honey’d fame,
No triumphs scored on Honour Board,
Yet still I play the game.
