Sweet Georgia Brown


No gal made has got a shade
On Sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet, but all so neat
Has Sweet Georgia Brown

They all sigh and want to die
For Sweet Georgia Brown
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 cools them down

Fellas, she can’t get no fellas
She can’t met
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her
Sweet Georgia Brown

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