No gal made's got a shade
On sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet and oh, so neat
Sweet Georgia Brown

They all sigh, and want to die
For sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why
Ho, you know I don't lie, who me? Not much now

It's been said she knocks 'em dead
When she lands in town
Since she came, its a cryin' shame
The way she cools you down

Now the fellows that chick can't get
Are fellows she ain't met yet
Georgia named her, Georgia claimed her
Sweet Georgia Brown, oh play it

Talk to me, play it for me, play it

Look at them hardhats watching

I say no gal made's got a shade
On sweet Georgia Brown woh
Two left feet and oh, so neat
Miss Georgia Brown, haa

They all sigh and want to die
For Miss Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why
Ho, hey you know I don't lie, who me? Not much now

It's been said she knocks 'em dead
When she lands in town
Since she came, its a cryin' shame
Way she cools you down

Now the fellows that gal can't get
Are fellows she ain't met now
Georgia named her, Georgia claimed her
Lay it on me this time, I said

No gal made's got a shade
On sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet and oh, so neat
Sweet Georgia Brown

Now they all sigh, yeah wanna die
For sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why, play it for me I hear you
You know I don't lie, oh, me not much now

It's been said she knocks 'em dead
When she lands in town
Since she came, its a cryin' shame
Way she cools 'em down

Now, fellows that chick can't get
Are fellows that ain't been born yet
Georgia named her, Georgia claimed her
Sweet Georgia Brown

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Writer(s): Ben Bernie, Kenneth Casey, Maceo Pinkard