Fred McMurray, that fine actor, was in Singing Sinners, and we had a young Sprout in the movie.
He was then about 10 years old, by the name of Donald O'Connor.
And the three of us did a Johnny Mercer, Hoagy Carmichael song, which I want you to hear now in the original recording.
This is the one I did with Mercer.
You'll find lots of fly livin' in here.
Yeah, yeah, break up that riffin' now.
Small fry, struttin' by the pool room.
Small fry, should be in the school room.
My, my, put down that cigarette.
You ain't a grown-up high and mighty yet.
Small fry, dancin' for a penny.
Small fry, countin' up how many.
My, my, now you just listen here to me.
You ain't the biggest catfish in the sea.
You practice peckin' all day long to some old radio song.
Oh, yes, I peck. Oh, yes.
Now you better listen to your paw and someday practice upon the law.
Then you'll be a real man.
You'll be a real success.
Yes?
Yeah.
Well, yes.
Small fry, now you kissed the neighbor's daughter.
Small fry, get on back into shallow water.
Seems I should take you across my knee.
Cause you ain't the biggest catfish in the sea.
You got your feet all soaking wet.
Lord, you'll be the death of me yet.
Oh, me.
Oh, my small fry.
You call me small fry.
Oh, you is most infinitesimal.
Too small for your britches.
You call me small fry.
Now, now, now, you look at me.
Hair shorter than me.
I wonder where my switch is.
My, my, my, my, my.
I never heard such carryin' on.
Be still, boy.
You better look in the closet more.
I'll bet the gin is all gone.
Oh, small fry.
I saw you out there bettin' on those ponies.
Mm-hmm.
Tall fry.
You know that you pick all the ponies.
My, my, my, my, my.
Now, you just listen here to me.
I know, I know, I know, I know.
I ain't the biggest catfish in the sea.
You said that before.
You got a pinnacle deck in your pocket.
What happened to Ma's wedding ring?
Did you huck it?
Oh, yes.
Oh, not so loud.
Oh, yes.
You signed your own report card last night, now, didn't you?
Well, why don't you learn how to write?
And then you'll be a real success.
Oh, yes.
Yes.
Oh, yes.
A small fry.
Now, you kissed the neighbor's daughter.
Well, I gave her a small smack.
But quiet, Pappy.
You're the one who taught her.
Oh.
Seems I should take you across my knee.
Now, you ain't the biggest catfish in the sea.
I know how to fix this, boy.
Is that castor oil around here?
I just slipped it in your beer.
Oh, me.
Oh, my.
Small.
Small fry.