Sammy, Sammy, where did your power disappear?
Sammy, Sammy, you're having a really bad year
First a fastball broke your hat, then another broke your bat
And they found some cork inside
Sammy, Sammy, you can't say you never lied

Sammy, you're powerful, you didn't need to break the rules
Sammy, I still love ya, yes even though you're still a fool
Since you got plunked in the head, all your bats seemed to go dead
Now hear the crowd chanting your name
Sammy, Sammy, we think you ought to be ashamed

Oh Sammy don't you fret, there is still hope for you yet
You're on a hot streak as of late
But Sammy, Sammy, don't let the season go to waste

All those games against Pittsburgh, you had better well be sure
You could hit a dozen more
But Sammy, you are being watched now
Everywhere you go, you're in their eyes
There ain't a Cubby that comes close to you
Come on Sammy, reach the skies

Sammy, Sammy, ain't it good to play again
Sammy, Sammy, after serving your suspension