Say a word for Jimmy Brown
He ain´t got nothing at all
Not a shirt right off his back
He ain´t got nothing at all
And say a word for Ginger Brown

Walks with his head down to the ground
They took the shoes right off his feet
And threw the poor boy right out in the street
And this is what he said

Oh sweet nuthin´
She ain´t got nothing at all
Oh sweet nutin´
She ain´t got nothing at all

Say a word for Polly May
She can´t tell the night from the day
They threw her out in the street
But just like a cat she landed on her feet
And say a word for Joanna Love
She ain´t got nothing at all
´Cos everyday she falls in love
And everynight she falls

and when she does she says

Oh sweet nuthin´
You know she ain´t got nothing at all
Oh-oh sweet nuthin´
She ain´t got nothing at all

Oh let me hear you!

(solo)

Oh say a word, say a word for Jimmy Brown
He ain´t got nothing at all, not a thing
Not a shirt, shirt on his back
No he ain´t got nothing at all
And say a word for Ginger
He walks with his head to the ground

They took the shoes, took the shoes from his feet, from his feet
And threw the poor boy right into the street
And then he said

Oh sweet sweet nuthin´
She ain´t got, she ain´t got, she ain´t got nothing at all
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet nuthin´
She ain´t got
A-sweet sweet nuthin´
Sweet sweet nuthin´ at all
Sweet sweet nuthin´ got nuthin´
Oh sweet nuthin´
Oh-oh sweet nuthin´ at all
Oh let me hear ya

(Continues in background ad libitum)

Oh sweet nuthin´
She ain´t got nothing at all

She ain´t got nuthin´ at all
She ain´t got nuthin´ at all
She ain´t got nuthin´ at all
She ain´t got nuthin´ at all
She ain´t got nuthin´ at all
Sweet nuthin´
Ain´t got nuthin´ at all
Sweet sweet nuthin
She ain´t got nuthin´ at all