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