Trousers dragging, slowly dragging through the street

Yes! I'm walking, but I'm walking without feet!

I'm not finding fault at all

You're too big and I'm too small

But Sam, you promised me both ends would meet



You made the coat and vest fit the best

You made the lining nice and strong

But Sam, you made the pants too long



You made the peak lapel look so swell

So who am I to say you're wrong?

But Sam, you made the pants too long



They got a belt and they got suspenders

So what can they lose?

But what good are belts and suspenders

When the pants are hanging over the shoes



You feel a winter breeze up and down the knees

The belt is where the tie belongs

'Cause Sam, Sam, Sam you made the pants too long!