(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)

There's a town, Atlanta G-A
and it serves thousands of fans each day.
Those spectators pass the time away
and do their old war chant.
And there's a guy with the Diamondbacks
and at him, the Braves all took their hacks
but that Randy, he laid down the smack.
The Braves walk back and whine.

The Braves all say
"Randy pitched a fine game
what a great game, yessiree.
But our guys could not hit balls they couldn't see."
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)

Randy wears a shaggy mane
and he looks as if more than a bit insane.
He's going to the Hall of Fame
for the way that Randy pitched.
He's thrown over four thousand Ks
sixty feet six inches away
but he made it clear you just can't play
the strike zone is his home.

The players say
"Randy pitched a fine game
what a great game, yessiree.
But my life is always in danger, can't you see?"
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)

Yeah, Randy, you should watch his eyes
when he fires that leather pellet.
You can see his great fastball rise
and watch his flapping mullet.
And he has always been the best.
Lord, he he stands 'bout six-foot-ten.
And Randy throws a pitch under your chin.
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)

At night, with the park closed down
Randy talks to the press of town
and loves to yank their chains around.
He still can hear them say

he hears them say
"Randy pitched a fine game
what a great game, yessiree.
But my life is always in danger, can't you see?"
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)

"Randy pitched a fine game
what a great game, yessiree.
But my life is always in danger, can't you see?"
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo...)
(repeat 'til fade)