Lyrics:

This little song that I'm singin' about
People you all know is true
If you black and gotta work for a livin' now
This is what they been sayin' to you

They said if you white, you's alright
If you is brown, stick around
But if you's black, oh brother
Get back, get back, get back...

I was in a place one night
They was all havin' fun
They was all buyin' beer and wine
But they would not sell me none

They said if you white, you's alright
If you is brown, you can stick around
But if you's black, mm mm brother
Get back, get back, get back...

I went to an employment office
I got a number and I got in line
They called everybody's number
But they never did call mine

They said if you white, you's alright
If you is brown, you can stick around
But if you's black, mm mm brother
Get back, get back, get back...

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

They said if you was white, you'd be alright
If you is brown, you could stick around
But if you's black, whoa brother
Get back, get back, get back...

I helped win sweet victories
With my plow and hoe
Now, I want you to tell me, brother
Whatchu gonna do about the ol' Jim Crow

Now, if you's white, you's alright
If you is brown, stick around
But if you black, whoa brother
Get back, get back, get back...