I've Got The Prohibition Blues (For My Booze)
By Carl Zerse
Published 1919

[verse 1]
I'm so thirsty that I'm blue,
Old friend Booze I long for you,
I never knew that I'd miss you,
The way I do Boo-hoo, Boo-hoo,
Anheuser Busch has ceased to bloom,
Now my life is filled with gloom,
My tongue's crackin' I'm so dry
Since the country's gone Prohi:

[chorus]
I've got the Prohibition Blues
I've got the Prohibition Blues
Now when I take a drink that sky juice at the sink,
Just makes me cry and sigh
For dear old Rock and Rye
I've got the Prohibition Blues
I've got the Prohibition Blues,
In memory of beer I'll shed a tear, a bitter tear,
All 'round the town I toddle,
I'm a molly coddle*,
I've got the Prohibition Blues, for my booze,
I've got the Blues, for my booze.

[verse 2]
Won't believe you've gone to stay,
Old friend Booze I grieve all day,
I'm gonna hit the hay and stay,
Forever and a day, I say,
Why did you let them treat you so?
Just to please old "Moll Bevo**?"
My throat's achin' I'm so dry
Since the country's gone Prohi:

*A person, especially a man or a boy, who is pampered and overprotected (usually spelled "mollycoddle")

**a non-alcoholic beer