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GONE FISHIN' (Nick Kenny / Charles Kenny) Bing Crosby & Louis Armstrong - 1951 Also recorded by: Pat Boone; Gene Autry; Manhattan Transfer: Arthur Godfrey with The Cherry Sisters. CROSBY (Spoken): I'll tell you why I can't find you Every time I go out to your place..... CROSBY: You gone fishin' (ARMSTRONG: Well how you know?) Well there's a sign upon your door (Uh-huh) Gone fishin' (I'm real gone man) You ain't workin' anymore (Could be) There's your hoe out in the sun Where you left a row half done You claim that hoein' ain't no fun (But I can prove it) You ain't got no ambition Gone fishin' by a shady-wady pool (Shangri-la, really la) I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool (Should I twist your arm?) I'd say no more work for mine (Welcome to the club) On my door I'd hang a sign Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' ARMSTRONG (Spoken): Papa bing CROSBY (Spoken): Yeah, Louis ARMSTRONG: I stopped by your place a time or two lately And you aren't home either CROSBY Well, I'm a busy man, Louis I got a lotta big deals cookin' I was probably tied up at the studio ARMSTRONG You weren't tied up, you dog You was just plain old..... ARMSTRONG: Gone fishin' (CROSBY: Bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah) There's a sign upon your door (Pops, don't blab it around, will you) Gone fishin' (Keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out) Oohhh, you ain't workin' anymore (I don't have to work, I got me a piece of Gary) Cows need milkin' in the barn (I got the twins on that detail, they each take a side) But you just don't give a darn (Give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion) You just never seem to learn (Man, you taught me) You ain't got no ambition (You're convincin' me) Gone fishin' (Bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do) Got your hound dog by your side (That's old Cindy-Lou goin' with me) Gone fishin' (Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm) Fleas are bitin' at his hide (Get away from me boy, you're botherin' me) CROSBY: Folks won't find us now because BOTH: Mister Satch and Mister Cros CROSBY: We gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' ARMSTRONG: Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-boo-bay BOTH: Oh yeah! (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2005)


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