1943 – Phil Moore
Shoo, shoo, shoo, baby
Shoo, shoo, shoo, baby
Bye, bye, bye, baby, do-dah do-day
Your papa’s off to the seven seas
Don’t cry, baby
Don’t sigh, baby
Bye, bye, bye, baby, do-dah do-day
When I come back, we’ll live a life of ease
Seems kinda tough now
To say goodbye this way
But papa’s gotta be rough now
So that he can be sweet to you another day
Bye, bye, bye, baby
Don’t cry, baby
Shoo, shoo, shoo, baby, do-dah do-day
Your papa’s off to the seven seas