First Song-Carolina In The Morning

Well we got to go ahead Rosie. The go-okay from Gary and Dower. Oh, they're two very reliable gents. Will you sing Bing? Thank you. We're in pretty starry I long to hear once more Sprolling with my girly

Brother do his pearly early in the morning Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup It dawns If I had a laden's lamp for only a day I'd make a wish and here's what I say Nothing could be fine to be in Carolina in the morning When I'm schoolin' with my girlie

Where the deuce's early early in the morning Butterflies all flutter up and kissy little butter cup of dawn If I had a laden's lamp for a day I'd rub that jug front and back and I'd say Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina.

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina. North the South Carolina, Daddy Baby with you. Bing, I know you have a keen interest in things, Piscatorial. How I do indeed, Fish. Fishing News. Always a welcome around here.

I wonder if you've heard that naturalists have discovered that Salmon definitely have a sense of smell. Yeah, I read something about that today. That seems that salmon can follow odors to their source, just like home.

Isn't it remarkable? Locks and beagles. Oh, no. Locks, ass beagles too. That opens up a whole new field, doesn't it? Imagine this salmon as blood hounds underwater, blood hounds could be a big thing. Sure, with so many people practically living underwater these days.

The scuba set. So this really has got the makings of a television series. A scuba diver and his trained salmon. A scuba detective tracking down criminals who have fled underwater in self-contained breathing apparatus. Well, are you all right, sir?