Stanley Beckford - Brown Gal
You're sweet like a sugar
Shelia, you're nice like a money
I take a walk go outta street late last night
And me tell a gal, "howdy doo"
I was standing outside my gate one day
I hear someone say, "A you?!"
But when I take a look, a the same brown gal
Who me tell the sweet, 'howdy doo'
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be
Now, when I call her 'round a me big backyard
Man, the gal nuh watch that
So, when I call her 'round a me sitting hall
There, the gal, she worship
But, when me call her 'round a me big bedroom
Man, you should a did deh
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be
Brown gal, I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you do it right
Brown gal, I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you do it right
(..)
Now me change me mind from brown girl Monday morning
I take one with tall fingernails
She couldn't peel banana, she couldn't spread me bed
She couldn't even cook pepper pot
All she do is stay home all day and romp with Mr. Softone
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be
Every night she try to build a fight, man, the gal no watch that
Every hour she tried to make things sour
Here me woman worship
Every hour she tried to make things sour
Bye-bye girl, I'm gone
If a so, gal a so
What to be, must be
Brown gal, I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you do it right
Brown gal, I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you do it right
Brown gaaaaaaaaaal
I want you hold me tight
Shelia, I want you do it right
Brown gaaaaaaaaaal
I want you squeeze me right
Shelia, I want you do it right
Stanley Beckford lyrics are copyright by their rightful owner(s)
and Jah Lyrics in no way takes copyright or claims the lyrics belong to us.
Jah Lyrics exists solely for the purpose of archiving all reggae lyrics and
makes no profit from this website.