Gonna find her,
Gonna find her,
Because I've been searchin'
You know, I've been searchin'
A-searchin' every which ol' way.
You know, I've been searchin'
Been searchin' now,
My goodness gracious,
A-searchin' every which ol' way.
I'm like an ol' Western mountain
You know, I'll bring her in someday.
Now, if I have to climb a mountain,
Child, you know I will.
And if I have to swim a river
You know I will.
And if she's hidin' out
On a blueberry hill,
I'll try my best
To find that child,
You know I will.
'Cause I been searchin',
I've been searchin', now,
My goodness, babe,
I been searchin' every which ol' way.
I'm like an ol' Western mountain
You know, I'll bring her in someday.
And now Sergeant Friday
And Charlie Chan have got
Nothin', child, on me, yeah
And big Dick Tracy
And all the last time,
A big boy, a black bay.
And if she's hidin' out,
I'm gonna trail her along,
I'm gonna walk right down that street now,
Like a (incomprehensible)
Cause I've been searchin'.
I been searchin', now,
My goodness gracious,
A-searchin every which ol' way.
I'm like an ol' Western mountain,
You know, I'll bring her in someday.
(repeat x3)
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