Inflation Blues – Eddie Burns – letras

I have ten kids at home got to eatAnd eight of those kids need shoes on their feetNow listen mister President and all you Congressmen tooI have ten kids that I got to clothe and feedThings are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ toughAnd I got those mean inflation bluesMy landlord rang my front door bellAnd I just let it ring for a long long spellI asked him to tell me what was on his mindHe said you gotta pay up or move young man Your rent is too far behindThings are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ toughAnd I got those mean inflation bluesI don’t make much money I can’t save a centIt takes all I can make just to eat, I can’t pay the rentI got lots o’ other bills and they’re all behindWhen you see me laughin’ people I’m laughin’ to keep from cryin’Things are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ worse in the cityThings are gettin’ toughAnd I got those mean inflation blues