Listen to Sweet Georgia Brown by Johnny Mercer

Sweet Georgia Brown

Johnny Mercer

Jazz

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Lyrics

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's cooled 'em down Fellas she can't get are fellas she ain't met Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her, Sweet Georgia Brown All those tips the porter slips to Sweet Georgia Brown They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down Fellas she can't get are fellas she ain't met Who's that mister, taint her sister, it's Sweet Georgia Brown
Writer(s): Maceo Pinkard, Kenneth Casey, Ben Bernie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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