Opening Chorus

Goodbye, everybody; goodbye, Jimmy Cal; Goodbye, William Gleason; goodbye, Doc, old pal; Sully, Matty, Harry, and Morrie, goodbye, goodbye. Sure hope you all will feel sorry the same as I. Goodbye, good old Edward; goodbye, little Ray; Goodbye, all you White Sox—I quit gadding today.

[Encore] Goodbye, Johnny Evers; goodbye, Lurid Lew; Goodbye, Charley Williams; goodbye, Lower Two; Schulte, Heine, Jimmy, and Larry, goodbye, goodbye. P’rhaps you’ll look me up when you tarry awhile in Chi. Goodbye, clams and swordfish; goodbye, Gay White Way; Goodbye, joys of Brooklyn—I quit gadding today.