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Sweet Georgia Brown    (1925)

She just got here yesterday
Things are hot here, now they say
There's a big change in town
Gals are jealous, there's no doubt
Still the fellows rave about
Sweet, sweet Georgia Brown
And ever since she came the colored folks all claim, say:

No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet but oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie... not much!

It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
Since she came why it's a shame how she coos 'em down
Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her
Sweet Georgia Brown

Brownskin gals you'll get the blues
Brownskin pals you'll surely lose
And there's but one excuse
Now I've told you who she was
And I've told you what she does
Hand this gal her dues
This color'd maiden's pray'r is answer'd anywhere, say:

No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet but oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie... not much!

All those tips the porter slips to sweet Georgia Brown
They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down
Oh boy, tips your hats, oh joy, she's the "Cat's"
Who's that mister? T'ain't her sister! Sweet Georgia Brown

Lyrics by Kenneth Casey.
Composed by Maceo Pinkard.
Recorded by Ben Bernie; Brother Bones And His Shadows; Django Reinhardt; many others.
Theme song of the Harlem Globetrotters basketball team.
 

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