Hip Shakin Mama

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Well I'm goin up on the mountain.     To face the rising sun.
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And if I find something good I'm gonna bring my good man some.

[Chorus]
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Cause I'm a hip shakin' mama. And I love the Georgia Brown so slow.  Yes I do.
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Well it used to be yours.  But now it won't be yours
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anymore.  Anymore.  Anymore.

[Verse 2]
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It takes a rockin' chair to rock. A rubber ball to bounce.
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A short fat daddy to satisfy my soul.

[Chorus]
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Cause I'm a hip shakin' mama. And I love the Georgia Brown so slow.  Yes I do.
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Well it used to be yours.  But now it won't be yours
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anymore.  Anymore.  Anymore.

[Verse 3]
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You know my man has got something. Ah he keeps it hid.
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But I've got something I can find him with.

[Chorus]
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Cause I'm a hip shakin' mama. And I love the Georgia Brown so slow.  Yes I do.
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Well it used to be yours.  But now it won't be yours
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anymore.  Anymore.  Anymore.

Solos

[Verse 3]
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It takes a rockin' chair to rock. A rubber ball to bounce.
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A tall slim daddy to get it every hour.

[Chorus]
             Eb                                             Bb
Cause I'm a hip shakin' mama. And I love the Georgia Brown so slow.  Yes I do.
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Well it used to be yours.  But now it won't be yours
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anymore.  Anymore.  Anymore.

[Verse 5]
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I put my right leg on his shoulder. My left foot on the floor.
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If he don't get any part of me don't need never come back no more.


[Chorus]
             Eb                                             Bb
Cause I'm a hip shakin' mama. And I love the Georgia Brown so slow.  Yes I do.
          F                        Eb
Well it used to be yours.  But now it won't be yours
    Bb         Eb         Bb        F
anymore.  Anymore.  Anymore.