Well, Johnny was a poor man on wrong side of town 
He said he loved a girl named 
Georgia Brown 
Georgia's on the hip side living in sin 
With Johnny who'd gone in vain 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Georgia Brown 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Lord, she had him running around 
Georgia's in the 
Cadillac, dressed as a nun 
All the way, over on the passenger's side 
Johnny leans in for a kiss on the cheek 
But Georgia's in the driver's seat 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Georgia Brown 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Lord, she had him running around 
Standing at the [?] on a 
Saturday night 
That's Georgia in the back, all dressed in white 
Daddy's on the run with a permanent grin 
And Johnny comes barging in, singing 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Georgia Brown 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Lord, she had him running around 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Georgia Brown 
Oh, my Georgia 
Brown Oh, my 
Lord, she had him running around