Sweet Georgia Brown

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 want to die for sweet Georgia brown

I'll tell you why; you know I don't lie much

It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town

Since she came, why, it's a shame how she coos 'em down

Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met

Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her

Sweet Georgia brown