THE LUTEFISK SONG Words by Stan Boreson; tune: The Cry of the Wild Goose As recorded by Stan Boreson and the Art Barduhn Trio on Linden (143 A), date unknown.
My heart knows what the wild goose knows And I’ve gotta go where the wild goose goes. Wild goose, brother goose, which is best? A wandering soul or a heart at rest?
SPOKEN: And now, folks, I’d like to sing this song for ya just the way they’re singing it in Stockholm.
Last night I heard the lutefisk burp, Svimming around in the bay like a yerk. I tried to sleep but I couldn’t do that, So I’m gonna eat fish till I’m big and fat.
CHORUS: Vell, I got to go vhere the lutefisk go, So I yump in the boat and I row and row. Herring, codfish and mackerel too, They don’t taste good like the lutefisk do.
Frieda she is good to me. She goes digging clams vhen I’m out to sea. Vhen I get home, she fries up a stew, But they don’t taste good like the lutefisk do. CHORUS
I can see those lutefisk out on the sound, Svimming and laughing and yumping around. I vould like to get avay and be on the loose Because I’d rather be a fish than an old vild goose. CHORUS
Frieda is messy and getting fat. She can’t be housed, I can tell you that. The cabin is cold and my feet are sore Because Frieda throws the clam shells all over the floor. CHORUS
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"The Cry of the Wild Goose" is a 1950 song written by Terry Gilkyson. Originally performed by Frankie Laine [and a] number-one hit for him. The song was released on 78 rpm in early 1950 by Mercury Records with a catalog number of 5363.
The first verse shown above is approximately what Laine sings.