Written in 1908 by jack norworth and albert von tilzer      Katie casey was baseball mad   Had the fever and had it bad   Just to root for the home town crew   Every sou, katie blew   On a saturday her young beau   Called to see if she'd like to go   To see a show but miss kate said "no,   "i'll tell you what you can do..."   Chorus   Take me out to the ball game   Take me out to the crowd   Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack   I don't care if I never get back   So it's root, root, root for the home team   If they don't win it's a shame   For it's one, two, three strikes you're out   At the old ball game   Second verse   Katie casey saw all the games   Knew all the players by their first names   Told the umpire he was wrong   All along, good and strong   When the score was just two to two   Cagey casey knew what to do   Just to cheer up the boys she knew   She made the gang sing this song   Chorus