Words and Music by Smith and Bowman

Big Sam Jackson was a popular man,
Among Darktown's elite,
They made him toastmaster at ev' ry affair,
Cause his speeches were cert' ny a treat

He took his Liza to a banquet last night,
As he rose to speak he spied,
His rival and his Lize,
both a making goo goo eyes,
Then poor Sam forgot his toast and sadly sighed

chorus

I've got de blues,
I beg to be excused
My heart is breaking and my head is aching
That is why I refuse
I'm all confused, ma gal I 'spects to lose,
I can't make no toast tonight ,
Because I've got de blues

Sam thought he'd take Liza to a coon show,
He started out to walk,
He wore a very loud suit of clothes,
It was really quite loud 'nuff to talk

He sat a moment on a bench in the park,
It had been painted blue,
His blood in anger boiled, when he say his clothes were spoiled,
And to moan these words was all he could do

chorus

I've got de blues,
I beg to be excused
My heart is breaking and my head is aching
That is why I refuse
I'm all confused,
my clothes have been abused,
I can't see no show tonight
Because I've got de blues