I’ve got the grocery shopping blues.

I wish they’d go away.

Pushing the grocery cart throught the aisles,

Never makes my day.

My grocery list is a half mile long.

I don’t know what to do.

That is why I feel so down.

I’m singing the grocery shopping blues.

Bread, butter, jelly, and jam,

Don’t forget mustard, spaghetti, and ham,

Lettuce, and tomato,

Cucumber, and pickles too.

I can’t stop singing the grocery shopping blues.

Dish detergent, toilet paper, and diapers, boo hoo.

What is a poor, miserable father to do?

Yes, I’ve been here for one hour

Walking in my worn out shoes.

Just pushing the cart

Singing the grocery shopping blues.