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Whoopee Blues

This song is by King Solomon Hill and appears on the split compilation album Backwoods Blues 1926-1935 (1996) by various artists and on the compilation The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of (2006).

Take 1
Wherever you been gone all day, that you may make whoopee all night
Tell me you been gone all day, that you may make whoopee all night
I'm gonna take my razor and cut your late hours, you wouldn't think I'd be servin' you right

Undertaker been here and gone, I gave him your height and seize
Undertaker been here and gone, I gave him your height and seize
You'll be makin' whoopee with the devil in hell tomorrow night

Ah, you made me love you, now you got me for your slave
Baby, you done made me love you, now I got me for your slave
From now you'll be makin' whoopee, deep in your lonesome grave

The devil got 90,000 women, he just need one more
Boys, the devil got 90,000 women, now he just needs one more
He's on the mountain callin' for you, woman broke down, sure must go

Next time you go out, carry your black suit along
Coffin's gonna be your prison, hell gonna be your brand new home

Koo-koo's go howlin', sun is almost down
Koo-koo's go howlin', sun is almost down
I got to go to that valley1, ain't a house for 25 miles around

Take 2
Wherever you been gone all day, that you may make whoopee all night
Tell me you been gone all day, that you may make whoopee all night
I'm gonna take my razor and cut your late hours, you wouldn't think I'd be servin' you right

Undertaker been here and gone, I gave him your height and seize
I said, "Undertaker been here and gone, I gave him your height and seize"
You be makin' whoopee with the devil in hell tomorrow night

You made me love you, now you got me for your slave
Baby, you done made me love you, now I got me for your slave
From now you'll be makin' whoopee, deep in your lonesome grave

Baby, next time you go out, carry your black suit along
Mama, next time you go out, carry your black suit along
Coffin's gonna be your prison, hell's gonna be your brand new home

I say the devil got 90,000 women, he just need one more
He's on the mountain callin' for you, baby, broke down, show 'em I'm gone

Cool, cool weather we're having, summer's almost out
Then I got to go to that valley1, ain't a house for 25 miles around

My poor feet are so tired, Lord help me some way
Then I got 300 miles to go, slammin' through this mud and gray

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