[Verse 1]
Nineteen-hundred twenty-nine
Men and women sure were dyin'
From that thing many doctors called the flu
Peopled died everywhere
Death went creeping through the air
All the groans of the sick sure were sad

[Chorus]
It is a mighty shame
Fever spreading 'cross the land
North and South, East and West can be seen
Yes it gets rich and poor
And it's going to get more
If you don't listen up and behave

[Verse 2]
On the land, on the sea
Doctor said, soon will be
A few days, influenza be controlled
But God knows so much dread
When he sent doctors to bed
And the nurses brought down with the same

[Chorus]
It is a mighty shame
Fever spreading 'cross the land
North and South, East and West can be seen
Yes it gets rich and poor
And it's going to get more
If you don't listen up and behave
[Verse 3]
Influenza, a disease
Make you weak in your knees
Terrible fever, everybody do, do dread
Put a pain in your bones
A few days, you are gone
To a place in the ground called the grave

[Chorus]
It is a mighty shame
Fever spreading 'cross the land
North and South, East and West can be seen
Yes it gets rich and poor
And it's going to get more
If you don't listen up and behave