Black, Brown And White

This little song that I'm singing 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

Whoa brother

Git back git back git back

I was in a place one night

They was all having fun

They was all buying 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

Whoa brother

Git back git back git back

I went to an employment office

Got a number and 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

Whoa brother

Git back git back git back

Me and a man was working 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

It should be all right

If you was brown

Could stick around

But as you black

Whoa brother

Git back git back git back

They said if you was white

Just all right

If you was brown

Could stick around

But as you black

Whoa 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