I'm Gonna Go Fishin' - Ella Fitzgerald, Nelson Riddle

Woke up this morning

Wanting to cry

Then I remember

Yes I know why

She’s a real good one for having her cake

I’m gonna go fishing or jump in the lake

Yeah, I’m gonna go fishing

That’s what I’ll do

Think about nothing

Not even you

Catch a real big one, a big speckled trout

Snapping in the water I’ll pull him on out

Sweet talking liar

Spin me a yarn

Tell me a story

Big as a barn

Don’t stop listening I won’t hear you out

I’m gonna go fishing and catch me a trout

If a gal is a liar

A gal is a fool

Playing for keepers

And breaking the rules

She’ll be the loser, yet to find out

I’m gonna go fishing and catch me a trout

Here in the water

Look at him shine

There goes a big one

That one is mine

Catch up the reel now, I’ve got the feel now

Hooked onto my fly rod I’ve got me a trout

Sweet talking liar

You’re in for a fall

You tell me a story

You cut to the wall

Don’t go my way, I’m down the highway

I’m gonna go fishing,

Yes I’m gonna go fishing,

Yes I’m gonna go fishing and get me some trout