Louis Armstrong Gone Fishing Lyrics

Ill tell you why I cant find you
Every time I go out to your place...

You gone fishin (well how you know)
Well theres a sign upon your door (uh-huh)
Gone fishin (Im real gone man)
You aint workin anymore (could be)
Theres your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half done
You claim that hoein aint no fun (well I can prove it)
You aint got no ambition

Gone fishin by a shady wady pool (shangrila, really la)
Im wishin I could be that kind of fool (should I twist your arm? )
Id say no more work for mine (welcome to the club)
On my door Id hang a sign
Gone fishin instead of just a-wishin

Papa bing (yeah louis)
I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you arent home either
Well, Im a busy man louis. I got a lotta deals cookin
I was probably tied up at the studio
You werent tied up you dog
You was just plain old...

Gone fishin (bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah)
Theres a sign upon your door (pops, dont blab it around, will you? )
Gone fishin (keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out)
Mmm, you aint workin anymore (I dont have to work, I got me a piece of gary)
Cows need milkin in the barn (I have the twins on that detail, they each take a side)
But you just dont give a darn (give em four bits a cow and hand lotion)
You just never seem to learn (man, you taught me)
You aint got no ambition (youre convincin me)

Gone fishin (bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do)
Got your hound dog by your side (thats 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 bother me)

Mmm, folks wont find us now because
Mister satch and mister cros
We gone fishin instead of just a-wishin
Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo-bay
Oh yeah!

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