Humor songs, Songs with piano
VP_000078 Verse 1I love my country, 'deed I do, But oh, that war has made me blue. I like fightin', that's my name, But fightin' is the least about the fightin' game. When Mister Hoover said to cut my dinner down, I never even hesitate, I never frown; I cut my sugar, I cut my coal, But now they dug deep in my soul. Chorus 1I've got the blues I've got the blues, I've got the alcoholic blues. No more beer my heart to cheer; Good-bye whiskey, you used to make me frisky. So long high-ball, so long gin. Oh, tell me when you comin' back agin? Blues I've got the blues Since they amputated my booze Lordy Lordy, war is well, you know, I don't have to tell Oh, I've got the alcoholic blues, some blues Verse 2Prohibition that's the name, Prohibition drives me insane. I'm so thirsty, soon I'll die, I'm simply goin' to 'vaporate, I'm just that dry. I wouldn't mind to live forever in a trench, Just if my daily thrist they only let me quench; And not with Bevo or Gingerale I want real stuff by the pail.
Song deals with Prohibition time.
1 score (4 p.) : ill. ; 31 cm.
Broadway Music Corporation
Tilzer, Harry Von and Laska, Edward, "The Alcoholic Blues" (1919). Vocal Popular Sheet Music Collection. Score 164.