WHOA BABE
As recorded by Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys, 1938. (Columbia 20308)

Whoa, babe! What can the matter be?
Whoa, babe! Somethin’s a-botherin’ me.
How come I can’t come knockin’ around your door?

Whoa, babe! How come you let me down?
Whoa, babe! Why can’t I hang around?
Since when ain’t I your fair-haired boy no more?

Ev’ry night I take you out.
You’re the one to frown and pout.
Someday you’ll make me shout:
“Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!”

Whoa, babe! How do you get that way?
Whoa, babe! Someday you’re gonna pay.
When I leave you, I’ll darken your door no more.