The Brown-Skin Gal Lyrics

She's a camptown tune at a barbecue, an old fashioned curt'sy And a how dee ya' do, a tintype from somebody's locket The wind and the stars and the earth But in practical terms of the pocket, Here's how I measure her worth A penny for the moon, a nickel for a dream, a quarter for a tune like theDuke Ellington - The Brown-Skin Gal - http://motolyrics.com/duke-ellington/the-brown-skin-gal-lyrics.html