In the year after the war to end all wars
In nineteen, nineteen the White Sox scores
A pennant winning season for old Chicago
But the players never get any extra dough
The owners pocketed all the rich rewards
In grand palatial homes living like lords
The players lived more down to earth
And left to ponder their value or worth
So as the World Series was to be contested
The Chicago White Sox were then expected
To beat the Cincinnati Redlegs quite easily
Making them targets for a crooked bookie
The bookies went to work bribing players
They had Cicotte and Williams the pitchers
Gandil, McMullin and Risberg infielders
Hap Felsch and Joe Jackson the outfielders
Only Buck Weaver refused to be in on the fix
And Joe Jackson reneged to leave only six
Despite this they managed well on their own
And any chance of winning had been blown
It fell apart when more cash failed to appear
And another betrayal was the player’s fear
When the Black Sox tried to win in the end
They found it was too late to make amend
The eight men were charged for their crime
But they were found not guilty at the time
The commissioner of baseball had other ideas
Banning all eight from professional careers
They never played in the big leagues again
And in dishonor their names still remain
Those really guilty for losing the series
Are greedy owners and crooked bookies
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