Cal Tjader with Charlie Byrd Follow

Truckin' in style along the avenue
Dum de dum de doodley do
Go on home, your mama's callin' you

Kalico, Kahlia, come tell me the news
Calamity's waiting for a way to get to her
Rosy red and electric blue
I bought you a paddle for your paper canoe

Say you'll come back when you can
Whenever your airplane happens to land
Maybe I'll be back here too
It all depends on what's with you

Hung up waitin' for a windy day
Kite on ice since the first of February
Mama keeps sayin' that the wind might blow
But standin' here I say, I just don't know

New ones comin' as the old ones go
Everything's movin' here but much too slowly
A little bit quicker and we might have time
To say, "How do you do?", before we're left behind

Calliope wail like a seaside zoo
The very last lately inquired about you
It's really very one or two
The first you wanted, the last I knew

I just wonder if you shouldn't feel
Less concerned about the people unreal
The very first word is, "How do you do?"
The last, "Go home your mama's callin' you"

Callin' you, callin' you, callin' you, callin' you

Go on home your mama's callin' you
Go on home your mama's callin' you
Go on home your mama's callin' you

Truckin' in style along the avenue
Dum de dum de doodley do