There's this one. reprinted from Baseball Almanac: ]Murgatroyd Darcy, the belle of Carnarsie, Went 'round with a fellow named Rodge. At dancing the rhumba or jitterbug number, You couldn't beat Rodge at this dodge. Throughout the cold weather, the pair danced together, But when the trees blossomed again, Miss Murgatroyd Darcy, the belle of Carnarsie To Rodgers would sing this refrain: Leave us go root for the Dodgers, Rodgers. That's the team for me. Leave us make noise for the boisterous boys on the BMT. Summer or winter or any season, Flatbush fanatics don't need no reason. Leave us go root for the Dodgers, Rodgers. That's the team for me. Which, one would think, would not count, because it doesn;t name a player. But I remember another verse, or part of it: Let us go root for the Dodgers, Rodgers, They're playing out under the lights ... All of this dancing and prancing is silly, When we could be rooting for Adolph Camilli, Let us go root for the Dodgers, Rodgers, Them Dodgers is my gallant knights.