The Beatles - Searchin' lyrics

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 Drummond 'Cause 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 Drummond 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