for those not alive (which is like everyone but me i think)
Hello to you my favorite team.
Since 72 we shared our cup dream.
Together we seen highs and lows.
watched players come and players go,
broke my heart to see the arena explode.
Goodbye Hull, it's hard to cry
when you told us and your #16 goodbye,
Now that the cup is yours to claim.
surpassing all your scoring fame.
the blues have never been the same.
We had joy, scoring soared, we saw 400 plus goals.
But the cheers that we shared
never got our team quite there.
Goodbye, Prongs, please think of us,
A tighten pocket threw you under the bus.
We got Woy and we got Brewer.
as our wins got so much fewer,
the team just sunk into the sewer.
Goodbye, Chopper, your sorely missed
a hall of famer living in our midst,
a champion on and off the ice.
Little st. louis children your advice.
through them your spirit will persist.
We shared joy, we shared fun, we tried to repeat what you'd done.
another cup you were after,
but only #2 hangs in the rafters.
Goodbye, Gassoff, our annoited one.
we found you finding your game and then it was done.
And every time our d did sin
we asked the heavens what might have been
but in losing you we could never win
Goodbye, Sutter, it's hard to lose
the dynasty in the making that was both our Blues,
As the player and as the coach.
the dream we fans did nearly approach.
I wish that cup had held our toast.
We saw joy when your played, we shared seasons in the shade.
But the playoffs we would reach
never ended as a peach