Tampa Red - Whoopee Mama lyrics

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Tampa Red - Whoopee Mama lyrics

Whoopee Mama Trk 10 Dsc 2 2:49 song 33 Tampa Red (Hudson Whittaker) Aurora, Illinois, Oct. 11, 1937 Leland Hotel Top Floor Tampa Red- vocal, guitar & piano, Willie Bee James - guitar Album: The Bluebird Recordings - Tampa Red 1936 - 1938 2 Disc set RCA 07863 66722-2 1997 BMG Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com I've got a whoopee mama She makes whopee all the time I've got a whopee mama She makes whoopee all the time She stays full of dope and liquor And clowns all over town Whoopee mama I sho' been good to you Whoopee mama I sho' been good to you But I've done got tired Of the dirty way you do My whoopee mama Treats me like a slave My whoopee mama Treats me like a slave I goin' to buy me an army special And put my baby in her grave I work all the summer An I work all the fall But even spend the winter In a dank of overhauls Whoopee mama You so unkind to me But I'm sho' going to get you, baby Yes, you wait and see You told me that you loved me An I caught you in a lie Smile the day you quit me, mama That's the day you'll die Whopee mama I'm going to mow you down I'm goin' send your beautiful body To some lonesome buryin' ground. ~