Ten Tall Trees - Whoop It Up Lyrics

Myles Gloriousus in his tee-shirt, muscle-bound
Missus Home & Garden is nowhere to be found
Pretty late and not too soon, in his south down rubber boots
Here comes Henry ridin' high with nothing else to lose

Whoop it up baby
We got 'em all soaking in the rye

It's Saturday morning and the sun is shining bright
I'll be damned if Henry is gone clean out of sight
Nothing more to say

Jimmy Starveling, in his meat shop down the road
Is dreaming of one fine day when he won't bear the load
With all the herd contented and the farmer's daughter too
Henry's got no fear today, he's shaking off the blues

Whoop it up baby
Whoop it up baby
Whoop it up baby
Whoop it up baby
Whoop it up baby

Yeehaw!