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Dibble dabble shribble shrabble glibbi-glap shwap
looking neither for wealthy nor wise ones.
You only asked me to follow humbly.
Refrain
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
2. You know so well my possessions;
my boat carries no gold and no weapons;
But nets and fishes my daily labor.
3. You need my hands, full of caring,
through my labors to give others rest,
and constant love that keeps on loving.
4. You, who have fished other oceans
ever longed-for by souls who are waiting,
my loving friend, as thus you call me, Cali.