| Song | Ration Blues |
| Artist | Louis Jordan |
| Album | Jivin' With Jordan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clark, Cosey, Jordan | |
| Baby, baby, baby, | |
| What's wrong with Uncle Sam? | |
| He's cut down on my sugar | |
| Now he's messin' with my ham | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I've got those ration blues | |
| I got to live on forty ounces | |
| Of any kind of meat | |
| Those forty little ounces | |
| Gotta last me all the week | |
| I got to cut down on my jelly | |
| It takes sugar to make it sweet | |
| I'm gonna steal all your jelly, baby | |
| And rob you of your meat | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I've got those ration blues | |
| I like to wake up in the morning | |
| With my jelly by my side | |
| Since rationing started, baby | |
| You just take your stuff and hide | |
| They reduced my meat and sugar | |
| And rubber's disappearing fast | |
| You can't ride no more with poppa | |
| 'Cause Uncle Sam wants my gas | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I've got those ration blues |
| zuo ci : Clark, Cosey, Jordan | |
| Baby, baby, baby, | |
| What' s wrong with Uncle Sam? | |
| He' s cut down on my sugar | |
| Now he' s messin' with my ham | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues | |
| I got to live on forty ounces | |
| Of any kind of meat | |
| Those forty little ounces | |
| Gotta last me all the week | |
| I got to cut down on my jelly | |
| It takes sugar to make it sweet | |
| I' m gonna steal all your jelly, baby | |
| And rob you of your meat | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues | |
| I like to wake up in the morning | |
| With my jelly by my side | |
| Since rationing started, baby | |
| You just take your stuff and hide | |
| They reduced my meat and sugar | |
| And rubber' s disappearing fast | |
| You can' t ride no more with poppa | |
| ' Cause Uncle Sam wants my gas | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues |
| zuò cí : Clark, Cosey, Jordan | |
| Baby, baby, baby, | |
| What' s wrong with Uncle Sam? | |
| He' s cut down on my sugar | |
| Now he' s messin' with my ham | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues | |
| I got to live on forty ounces | |
| Of any kind of meat | |
| Those forty little ounces | |
| Gotta last me all the week | |
| I got to cut down on my jelly | |
| It takes sugar to make it sweet | |
| I' m gonna steal all your jelly, baby | |
| And rob you of your meat | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues | |
| I like to wake up in the morning | |
| With my jelly by my side | |
| Since rationing started, baby | |
| You just take your stuff and hide | |
| They reduced my meat and sugar | |
| And rubber' s disappearing fast | |
| You can' t ride no more with poppa | |
| ' Cause Uncle Sam wants my gas | |
| I got the ration blues | |
| Blue as I can be | |
| Oh, me, I' ve got those ration blues |