Black, Brown and White

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'll say to you

If you's white, is all right
If you's brown, stick around
But as you's black, whoa 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

If you's white, is all right
If you's brown, stick around
But as you's black, whoa brother
Git back, git back, git back

Me and a man was workin' side by side
And this is what it meant
They was paying him a dollar an hour
And they was paying me fifty cent

If you's white, is all right
If you's brown, stick around
As you's black, whoa brother
Git back, git back, git back

I went to an unemployment office
Got a number, got in line
They called everybody's number
But they nevеr did call mine

If you's white, is all right
If you's brown, stick around
But as you's black, whoa brother
Git back, git back, git back

I hеlped when sweet victory
With my plough and hoe
Now I want you to tell me brother
What you gonna do about the new Jim Crow?

If you's white, is all right
If you's brown, stick around
But as you's black, whoa brother
Git back, git back, git back
Git back, git back, git back
Git back, git back, git back