Lyrics:
First verse
I must admit that I'm a Jazzbo For evry single place that I go, They play that Jazz razzamatazz That seems to drive my troubles away But now that we have prohibition, I've got a creepy superstition Now that it's dry they're goin' to try To take away those Blues someday. I'm right down on my knees, Just listen to me please, Oh,
Chorus
Don’t take away those Blues, Don’t take away those Blues; All that life holds for me, Is just a raggy melody. But if those Blues must go Then you can lay me low (Down in the ground, where not a sound can get around); You can take away my gin, Take away my booze, Take away my hat and even take away my shoes, But Lawdy, Lawdy Mister man, don’t take away those Blues. Don’t take away those Blues, Don’t take away those Blues; All that life holds for me, Is just a raggy melody. But if those Blues must go Then you can lay me low (Down in the ground, where not a sound can get around); You can take away my gin, Take away my booze, Take away my hat and even take away my shoes, But Lawdy, Lawdy Mister man, don’t take away those Blues
Second verse
Sometimes I wonder if I’m going A little crazy from Jazzboing When I’m asleep I just can’t keep That funny music out of my head There’s something mighty queer about it, Somehow I can’t exist without it, It’s got me sure, I can’t endure To live without those raggy tunes. I love my Jazz, I vow, Don’t take it from me now, Oh,
(Chorus)