Gone Fishin - Louis Armstrong

I'll tell you why I can't find you

Every time I go out to your place

You gone fishin' (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

(well I can prove it)

You ain't got no ambition

Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool

(shangrila 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'

Papa bing (yeah louis)

I stopped by your place a time or two lately

And you aren't home either

Well I'm a busy man louis

I got a lotta deals cookin'

I was probably tied up at the studio

You weren't tied up you dog

You was just plain old

Gone fishin'

There's a sign upon your door

Gone fishin'

Mmm you ain't workin' anymore

Cows need milkin' in the barn

But you just don't give a darn

You just never seem to learn

You ain't got no ambition

Gone fishin'

Got your hound dog by your side

Gone fishin'

Fleas are bitin' at his hide

Mmm folks won't 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