Lyrics The Whistler's Mother-in-Law - Bing Crosby, Woody Herman and His Woodchoppers, Murial Lane

The Whistler's Mother-in-Law

If you’re whistlin' â€~cause you’re happy, be very careful Pappy
No tellin' what just a whistler’s mother-in-law will do
Although mammie’s around the kitchen, attendin' to her stitchin'
There’s granny behind the door keepin' an eye on you
She’s got a direct suspicion, you aim to do some fishin'
Your whistlin', I declare, gave it away for sure
But I reckon you mighta known it might just as well postpone it
You ain’t gonna go nowhere except on a lecture tour
«John, John, that’s what I’m a’callin'
Hurry up and haul that coal
John, John, I’m not only stallin'
This old lady’s up to somethin' sure as you’re born»
Yes, you listen to granny cackle, she found your fishin' tackle
A whistle for all your plans now for the good they’ll do
Look at granny, she’s got the flivver, she’s headin' for the river
Well, isn’t that like a man’s mother-in-law for you?
«John, John, that’s what I’m a callin'
Hurry up and haul that coal»
(«I hauled that yesterday»)
«John, John, I’m not only stallin'
(„Go away, ah, let me be“)
This old lady’s up to somethin' sure as you’re born»
As you listen to granny cackle, she found your fishin' tackle
A whistle for all your plans now for the good they’ll do
Look at granny, she’s got the flivver, she’s headin' for the river
Well, isn’t that like a man’s mother-in-law for you