Harry Connick, Jr. Sweet Georgia Brown 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
Ill tell you why, you know I dont lie... much

Its been said she knocks em dead when she lands in town
Since she came why its a shame how she coos em down
Fellers she cant get are fellers she aint met
Georgia claimed her, georgia named her
Sweet georgia brown