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Honey, you been gone all day
that you may make whoopee all night
Baby, 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 been serving you right

Undertaker been here and gone
I give him your heighth and size
I said undertaker been here and gone
I give him your heighth and size
You'll be making whoopee with the devil
in hell tomorrow night

You done made me love you
now got me for your slave
Baby you done made me love you
now got you for your slave
From now on you'll be making whoopee,
baby, 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 gonna be your present
hell gonna be your brand new home

I say the devil got ninety thousand women
he just need one more
He's on the mountain calling for you
baby, broke down and surely must go

Cool cool weather we're having
summer's almost out
Then I got to go through Death Valley
there ain't a house for 25 miles around

My poor feet is so tired
Lord help me some way
Then I got 300 miles to go
traveling through the mud and clay

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmm mmmm
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