Текст песни
Gonna
find
her,
gonna
find
her.
Well
searching.
Yeah
I'm
gonna
searching,
searching
every
which
a-way,
yeh
yeh.
Oh
lord
I'm
searching,
my
good
lord,
searching
you
know
honey,
searching
every
which
away
yeh
yeh
yeh.
But
I'm
like
that
northwest
Mountie.
You
know
I'll
bring
her
in
some
day.
Gonna
find
her,
gonna
find
her.
Well
Charlie
Chan,
Simon
Smith,
got
nothing,
child,
on
me.
Sergeant
Friday,
Peter
Gunn
and
ooo
Alan
B.
No
matter
where
she's
hiding,
she's
gonna
see
me
coming,
I'm
gonna
walk
right
down
that
street
like
Bulldog
Drummon.
'Cos
I
been
searching,
well
searching,
oh
my
goodness,
searching
every
which
a-way.
But
I'm
like
that
northwest
Mountie.
You
know
I'll
bring
her
in
some
day.
Gonna
find
her,
gonna
find
her.
Well
Charlie
Chan,
Simon
Smith,
got
nothing,
child,
on
me.
Sergeant
Friday,
Peter
Gunn
and
ooo
Alan
B.
No
matter
where
she's
hiding,
she's
gonna
see
me
coming,
I'm
gonna
walk
right
down
that
street
like
Bulldog
Drummon.
Aah
searching,
searching,
oh
my
my
goodness.
Searching
every
which
a-way.
But
I'm
like
that
northwest
Mountie.
You
know
I'll
bring
her
in
some
day.
Gonna
find
her,
gonna
find
her,
yeh
yeh
Lord,
gonna
find
her,
gonna
find
her.
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