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