This
little song that I'm singin' about
People
you know it's true
If
you're black and gotta work for a living
This
is what they will say to you
They
says if you was white, should be all right
If
you was brown, stick around
But
as you's black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back
I
was in a place one night
They
was all having fun
They
was all byin' beer and wine
But
they would not sell me none
They
said if you was white, should be all right
If
you was brown, stick around
But
if you black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back
Me
and a man was workin' side by side
This
is what it meant
They
was paying him a dollar an hour
And
they was paying me fifty cent
They
said if you was white, 't should be all right
If
you was brown, could stick around
But
as you black, m-mm boy, git back git back git back
I
went to an employment office
Got
a number 'n' I got in line
They
called everybody's number
But
they never did call mine
They
said if you was white, should be all right
If
you was brown, could stick around
But
as you black, m-mm brother, git back git back git back
I
hope when sweet victory
With
my plough and hoe
Now
I want you to tell me brother
What
you gonna do about the old Jim Crow?
Now
if you was white, should be all right
If
you was brown, could stick around
But
if you black, whoa brother, git back git back git back
