"i'm Going Over The Valley." (dying From

To My Sick Little Pal. I Will Try To Knock You Another Homer, Maybe Two Today.

I Don't Need To Know Where The Green Is. Where Is The Golf Course?

A Man Ought To Get All He Can Earn. A Man Who Knows He's Making Money For Other People Ought To Get Some Of The Profit He Brings In. Don't Make Any Difference If It's Baseball Or A Bank Or A Vaudeville Show. It's Business, I Tell You. There Ain't No Sentiment To It. Forget That Stuff.

Aw, Everybody Knows That Game, The Day I Hit The Homer Off Ole Charlie Root There In Wrigley Field, The Day October First, The Third Game Of That Thirty-two World Series. But Right Now I Want To Settle All Arguments. I Didn't Exactly Point To Any Spot, Like The Flagpole. Anyway, I Didn't Mean To, I Just Sorta Waved At The Whole Fence, But That Was Foolish Enough. All I Wanted To Do Was Give That Thing A Ride... Outta The Park... Anywhere.

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