Doctor, lawyer, Indian Chief - Hoagy Carmichael,
Paul Francis Webster
There's a doctor livin' in your town; there's a lawyer and an Indian, too.
Neither doctor, lawyer or Injun Chief could love you any more than I do.
There's a barrel of fish in the ocean, there's a lot of little birds in the
blue.
Neither fish nor fowl, says the wise old owl, could love you any more than I
do.
No, no, no, it couldn't be true, that anyone else could love you like I do.
I'm gonna warn all the dead-eye dicks, that you're the chick with the slickest
tricks,
and ev'ry tick of my ticker ticks for you –
Follow through!
Tell the doc to stick to his practice, tell the lawyer to settle his case.
Send the Injun Chief and his tomahawk back to Little Rain-In-The-Face.
'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
that anyone else could love you like I do.
No, no, no, it couldn't be true, that anyone else could love you like I do.
And, confidentially, I confess;
I sent a note to the local press, that I'll be changin' my home address for
you –
Follow through!
Tell the doc to stick to his practice, tell the lawyer to settle his case.
Send the Injun Chief and his tomahawk back to Little Rain-In-The-Face.
'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
that anyone else could love you like I do.
No, no, no, it couldn't be true, that anyone else could love you like I do.
I'm gonna send a hot com-mu-nique,
to warn the boys down at Cripple Creek
that ev'ry dimple on your dimple cheek, is mine – So to speak.
Tell the doc to stick to his practice, tell the lawyer to settle his case.
Send the Injun Chief and his tomahawk back to Little Rain-In-The-Face.
'Cause you know, know, know it couldn't be true
that anyone else could love you like I do!
