1929 – Fats Waller / Harry Brooks / Andy Razaf
Cold empty bed…springs hurt my head
Feels like ole ned…wished i was dead
What did i do…to be so black and blue
Even the mouse…ran from my house
They laugh at you…and all that you do
What did i do…to be so black and blue
I’m white…inside…but, that don’t help my case
That’s life…can’t hide…what is in my face
How would it end…ain’t got a friend
My only sin…is in my skin
What did i do…to be so black and blue