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Written by: Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller
#3 May '57 Top 100
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Yeah, I been searching
I searching, oh, yeah
Searching every which way
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah, searching
I'm searching
Searching every which way
Yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Well now if I have to
Swim a river, you know I will
And a if I have to climb
A mountain, you know I will
And if she's a hiding up
On a blueberry hill
Am I gonna find her, child
You know I will
Cause I've been searching
Oh, yeah, searching
My goodness, searching
Every which way, yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Yeah Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade
Got nothing, child, on me
Sergeant Friday, Charlie Chan
And Boston Blackie
No matter where she's hiding
She's gonna hear me coming
Gonna walk right down that street
Like Bulldog Drummond
Cause I've been searching
Oh, Lord, now searching
Mm, child, searching
Every which way, yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
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Written by: Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller
#3 May '57 Top 100
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Yeah, I been searching
I searching, oh, yeah
Searching every which way
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah, searching
I'm searching
Searching every which way
Yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Well now if I have to
Swim a river, you know I will
And a if I have to climb
A mountain, you know I will
And if she's a hiding up
On a blueberry hill
Am I gonna find her, child
You know I will
Cause I've been searching
Oh, yeah, searching
My goodness, searching
Every which way, yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her
Yeah Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade
Got nothing, child, on me
Sergeant Friday, Charlie Chan
And Boston Blackie
No matter where she's hiding
She's gonna hear me coming
Gonna walk right down that street
Like Bulldog Drummond
Cause I've been searching
Oh, Lord, now searching
Mm, child, searching
Every which way, yeah, yeah
But I'm like that Northwest Mountie
You know I'll bring her in some day
Gonna find her, gonna find her