B.B. King - Inflation Blues Lyrics
Hey mr. presidentAll your congressmen, tooYou got me frustratedAnd I dont know what to doIm trying to make a livingI cant save a centIt takes all of my moneyJust to eat and pay my rentI got the bluesGot those inflation bluesYou know, Im not oneOf those high browsIm average joe to youI came up eating cornbreadCandied yams and chicken stewNow you take that paper dollarIts only that in nameThe way that buck has shrunkIts a lowdown dirty shameThats why I got the bluesGot those inflation bluesMr. presidentPlease cut the price of sugarI wanna make my coffee sweetI wanna smear some butter on my breadAnd I just got to have my meatWhen you start rationingYou really played the gameAnd things are going upAnd up and up and upAnd my check remains the sameThats why I got the bluesGot those inflation blues