Devil Went Down to Tampa
By lefty
Pedro Martinez met with the Devil today at the New York Yankees spring training complex in Tampa, Fla. AP is reporting that the Devil, aka, “The Boss,” talked to Pedro at Legends field, and afterwards both George and Pedro’s agent agreed they had a good meeting. Personally, I’m hoping Pedro is just having fun trying to make the boss call him Daddy, but their meeting inspired me to alter a classic tune.
Sing to the tune of The Charlie Daniels Band song "The Devil Went Down to Georgia"
The devil went down to Tampa
He was lookin' for a soul to steal
He was in a bind
'Cause he was way behind
And he was willin' to make a deal
When he came upon this young man
Who could make a baseball dance so hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said boy let me tell you what
I guess you didn't know it
but I'm a pitcher too
And if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you
Now you throw a pretty good fastball, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a contact of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you
The boy said my name's Pedro
And it might be a sin
But I'll take your bet
And you're gonna regret
'Cause I'm the best there's ever been
Pedro rosin up your hand and throw your fastball hard
Cause hell's broke loose in Tampa and the devil deals the cards
And if you win you get this shiny contract made of gold
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his glove
And he said I'll start this show
And fire flew from his fingertips
As he rosined up his ball
Then he pulled the ball across the chest
And it made a evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it landed in a catcher’s mitt of piss
[Instrumental]
When the devil finished
Pedro said well you're pretty good old son
Just sit right on that bench right there
And let me show you how it's done
He threw Fire at the Catcher
Run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
Fastball high-and-tight backing off any foe
Granny does your dog bite
No child, no
[Instrumental]
The devil bowed his head
Because he knew that he'd been beat
And he laid that golden contract
On the ground at Pedro's feet
Pedro said, Devil just come on back
If you ever wanna be my caddie
I done told you once you son of a bitch
You’re my boy and I’m your daddy
He threw Fire at the Catcher
Run boys, run
The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun
Gerorge is in a bad suit throwing out dough
Cashman’s tail curled under
No child, no
Fastball high-and-tight backing off any foe
Does Pedro have a new Daddy?
No child, no!
