A little something Google just turned up:
On the twelve days of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
A World Series Championship.
On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Two playing teams, and a World Series Championship.
On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Three strikes, you're out, Two playing teams, and a World Series Championship.
On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Eight bags of peanuts.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Nine innings played off.
Eight bags of peanuts.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Ten concession stands.
Nine innings played off.
Eight bags of peanuts.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Eleven rookie players.
Ten concession stands.
Nine innings played off.
Eight bags of peanuts.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
And a World Series Championship.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me.
Twelve books of baseball.
Eleven rookie players.
Ten concession stands.
Nine innings played off.
Eight bags of peanuts.
Seven batters batting.
Six pack of Bud.
FIVE GOLDEN GLOVES.
Four balls, walk,
Three strikes, you're out.
Two playing teams.
AND A WORLD SERIES CHAMPIONSHIP.
