No gal made has got a shade

On sweet georgia brown

Two left feet

Oh

So neat

Has sweet georgia brown

They all sigh

And want to 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 them down

Fellas she can't get

Must be fellas she ain't met

Georgia claimed her

Georgia named her

Sweet georgia brown

No gal made has got a shade

On sweet georgia brown

Two left feet

Oh

So neat

Has sweet georgia brown

They all sigh

And want to die

For sweet georgia brown

I'll tell you just why

You know I don't lie

Not much

All those gifts those courters give

To sweet georgia brown

They buy clothes at fashion shows

With one dollar down

Oh

Boy

Tip your hat

Oh

Joy

She's the cat

Who's that

Mister

'Tain't a sister

Sweet georgia brown