I'VE GOT THE PROFITEERING BLUES
Music by IRVING BIBO
Words by AL. WILSON
Published 1920 by Irving Berlin Inc.

[Vers 1.]
I'm feeling sad,I'm feeling bad,
I went to see my doctor today,
The doctor said, Your trouble's gone to your head,
And you must take my advice right away.

I know just what's wrong with you,
Medicine will never do.
I've had lot of patients with the same complaint.
When he told me what was wrong
I thought that I would faint;

[Chorus]
I've got the Profiteering blues.
I've got the Profiteering blues.
High prices make me sick for all my clothes are worn through,
I'll have to dress like Adam but what else can I do?

I've got the profiteering blues,
I can't afford to buy a pair of shoes.
Ev'ry time I get a raise I laugh with glee,
then along comes my landlord and takes it from me.

It seems the more I make the more they take,
I've got the profiteering blues. blues.

[Verse 2.]
Long, long ago,Prices were low,
That is like a dream now to me,
A little pay Would go a very long way
A loaf of bread now is a luxury.

I'm disgusted through and through,
Here's what I would like to do.
Just like Rip Van Winkle I would like to sleep
Until the cost of living once again in cheap.