A popular song from 1928.
Words by Jack Yellen.
Music by Milton Ager and Owen Murphy.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
So far in my life
There’s been little high life
I’ve lived quite according to Hoyle
Here’s what’s wrong with it mainly
I’m starting to spoil
I feel a thrill now I’ve never had till now
A feeling to let out and yell
And to put it quite plainly
I want to raise hell
Chorus
I want to step out and shout “Hey! Hey!”
Let all my pep out and “ra’r” away
I want to “yip” out and yell “Hooray!
I’m feelin’ good
I want to mingle with hoi-pol-loi
I want to jingle the bells of joy
Until I tingle and holler “Boy! I’m feelin’ good”
Physic’ly my condition will stand the test
Socially my position is of the best
Mentally inhibition kept me suppressed
Now I’m normal, quite informal
While I’m in season and in my prime
I want to squeeze in a darn good time
For no good reason and no good rhyme
I’m feelin’ good
Sung here by Fred Feild: