King Solomon Hill - Whoopee Blues lyrics

==(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