Tom: E E 1. No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown, A A7 two left feet, but oh so neat, has Sweet Georgia Brown. D D7 They all sigh and wanna die for Sweet Georgia Brown, G B7 I'll tell you why, you know I don't lie, much. E It's been said she knocks 'em dead, when she lands in town, A 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 E Georgia claimed her, Georgia named her, A D G Sweet Georgia Brown. + Instrumental = verse 1 2. = repeat verse 1