Sweet Georgia Brown lyrics
by Irving Berlin
[Intro]
Now, she just got here yesterday
Things are pretty hot here now, they say;
There's a great, big change around
Now, the girls are jealous, there's no doubt
And still, those stupid fellas are ravin' about
This here new chick in town
And ever since she came
You can hear all the people play:
No gal made has got a shade
On sweet Georgia Brown, yeah
Two left feet but oh, so neat
That's sweet Georgia Brown!
Boys all sigh, and want to die
For sweet Georgia Brown!
I'm tellin' you why
And you know I don't lie, not much:
It's been said, she knocks 'em dead
When she lands in town!
Since she came, it's a doggone shame
How she cools them down!
The fellas she can't get
They are the fellas she ain't met yet!
Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her
Sweet, Sweet Georgia Brown!
All those tips the Quarter slips to
Sweet, sweet Georgia Brown
She buys clothes at fashion shows
With just one dollar down, yeah
Woah, boy! tip your hats!
Whoah woah woah, boy! she's the cat's!
Who's that, mister? it ain't yout sister, that's
Sweet Georgia Brown!
[Outro]
I love it, I love it!
Where did you hear this one?
[Piano Solo]
Georgia's gonna play the trombone, now
[Trumpet Solo]
Wheee!