Key: G
E7
No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown
A7
Two left feet but oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown
D7
They all sigh and wanna die for Sweet Georgia Brown
G
D7
G
B7
I'll tell you why, you know I don't lie much
E7
It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
A7
Since she came, why it's a shame how she coos 'em down
Em
B7
Em
B7
Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met
G
G/F#
Bm7(b5)
E7
A7
D7
G
Georgia claimed her, Gergia named her, Sweet Georgia Brown
E7
Bm7(b5)
E7
Cº
E7
Bm7(b5)
E7
No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown
A7
Em7
A7
Cº
A7
Em7
A7
Two left feet but oh so neat has Sweet Georgia Brown
D
Am7
D9
Am7
D
Am7
D7
They all sigh and wanna die for Sweet Georgia Brown
D7/F#
G
G/F#
D7
G
G/F#
B7
I'll tell you just why, you know i don't lie, not much
E7
Bm7(b5)
E7
Cº
E7
Bm7(b5)
E7
All those tips the porter slips to Sweet Georgia Brown
A7
Em7
A7
Cº
A7
Em7
A7
They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down
Em
B+
B7
B7/F#
Em
B+
B7
B7/F
Oh boy tip your hats, oh joy, she's the "cat's"
G
G/F#
Bm7(b5)
Who's that, mister?
E7
A7
D7
G
'Tain't her sister Sweet Georgia Brown