Goodbye, Old Girl

Applegate: Come on, the team needs you Let's not waste any more time Joe: Alright, but I want to leave a note for my wife first Goodbye old girl My old girl When you awaken I'll be gone Can't tell you where I go It isn't fair I know But trust in me and carry on Goodbye old friend My old friend There's something I must let you know I haven't said it much I guess I've lost my touch But my old girl I love you so Now I know it hasn't all been rosy We've had squabbling days where tears were brought about But in a moment or two we would build and cool And never even knew what we fought about And now your Joe Has to go But he'll come back to you again So sleep your sleep old girl Our love will keep old girl Till then Applegate: We'll call you Hardy. Joe Hardy. You'll be 22 years old. They'll put a new wing on that baseball museum in Cooperstown dedicated to you - The Hardy Shrine. Alright, let's go. The cab's waiting Joe: Hey! Did you? I - I can't believe it! Why, it's incredible! And though your Joe! Has to go He may come back to you again So sleep your sleep old girl Our love will keep old girl Till then Goodbye old girl My old girl Goodbye!