Verse:

She just got here yesterday,

Things are hot here, now, they say.

There's a big change in town,

Some great big changes.

Gals are jealous, there's no doubt,

Still the fellows rave about

Sweet Georgia Brown;

And ever since she came,

The local folks all claim: Say!



Chorus:

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 cools 'em down.

Well, fellers she can't get

Are fellers she ain't met,

Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her

Sweet Georgia Brown.



Words & music: Ben Birnie, Maceo Pinkard & Kenneth Casey

Published: @1925 Jerome H. Remick & Co. (ASCAP)

Source: More Barbershop Classics, Remick Music Corp.1951

From: Dilly