Gone Fishin'

You should too.

Lyrics, some spoken, but most sung:

Bing Crosby: I'll tell you why I can't find you Every time I go out to your place (singing starts) you've gone fishin'

Louis Armstrong: How do you know
Bing Crosby: Well there's a sign upon your door
Louis Armstrong: Uh-huh
Bing Crosby: Gone fishin'
Louis Armstrong: I'm real gone man
Bing Crosby: You ain't workin' anymore
Louis Armstrong: Could be
Bing Crosby: There's your hoe out in the sun/ Where you left a row half done/ You claim that hoein' ain't no fun
Louis Armstrong: Well I can prove it
Bing Crosby: You ain't got no ambition/ Gone fishin'.../ by a shady wady pool
Louis Armstrong: Shangrila, really la
Bing Crosby: I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool
Louis Armstrong: Should I twist your arm?
Bing Crosby: I'd say no more work for mine
Louis Armstrong: Welcome to the club
Bing Crosby: On my door I'd hang a sign Gone fishin'/... instead of just a-wishin'
Louis and Bing: Papa Bing, Yes Louis?

Louis Armstrong: I stopped by your place a time or two lately and you aren't home either

Bing Crosby: Well, I'm a busy man louis. I got a lotta big deals cookin' I was probably tied up at the studio.

Louis Armstrong: You weren't tied up dog

You was just plain old...Gone fishin'
Bing Crosby: bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah-boo-bah

Louis Armstrong: There's a sign upon your door

Bing Crosby: Pops, don't blab it around, will you?
Louis Armstrong: Gone fishin'
Bing Crosby: Keep it shady, I got me a big one staked out
Louis Armstrong: Mmm, you ain't workin' anymore
Bing Crosby: I don't have to work, I got me a piece of Gary*
Louis Armstrong: Cows need milkin' in the barn
Bing Crosby: I have the twins on that detail, they each take a side
Louis Armstrong: But you just don't give a darn
Bing Crosby: Give 'em four bits a cow and hand lotion
Louis Armstrong: You just never seem to learn
Bing Crosby: Man, you taught me
Louis Armstrong: You ain't got no ambition
Bing Crosby: You're convincin' me
Louis Armstrong: Gone fishin'
Bing Crosby: bah-boo-dah-do-dah-do-dah-do
Louis Armstrong: Got your hound dog by your side
Bing Crosby: That's old cindy-lou goin' with me
Louis Armstrong :Gone fishin'
Bing Crosby: mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Louis Armstrong: Fleas are bitin' at his hide
Bing Crosby: Get away from me boy, you bother me

Bing Crosby: Mmm, folks won't find us now because

Louis and Bing: Mister satch and mister crosb
Bing Crosby: We gone fishin'... Instead of just a-wishin'
Louis Armstrong: Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-m­mm-bo-bay
Louis and Bing: Oh yeah!
*Gary Indiana. There used to be major steel mills there.