Gimme a Pigfoot

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Up in Harlem every Saturday night Where the highbrows get together it's just too tight They all congregate at an all night hop And what they do is ooh, bop dee dah Old Hannah Brown from way across town Gets full of corn and starts bringin' 'em down And at the break of day You can hear old Hannah say [Verse 2] Give me a pig foot and a bottle of beer Send me, gate, I don't care I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink because he's bringin' me down He's gotta rhythm when he stomps his feet He sends me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes Give me a pig foot and a bottle of beer Send me, daddy, I don't care [Verse 3] Give me a pig foot and a bottle of gin Send me, darling, move right in I feel just like I'm gonna shout Give the piano player a drink because he's knocking me out He's got rhythm (Hoo) when he stomps his feet He sends me right off to sleep Pack all your razors and your guns And do the hucklebuck until the morning sun Give me a pig foot and a bottle of gin Send me, daddy, move right in [Tenor Saxophone Solo] [Verse 3] Give me a pig foot and a bottle of gin Send me, daddy, move right in I feel just like I'm gonna shout Give the piano player a drink because he's knocking me out He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet He sends me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns Do the hucklebuck until the rising sun Give me a pig foot and a bottle of gin Move me, daddy, move right in Move in, daddy, move right in [Outro] I want a pig foot and a bottle of gin Send me, daddy, move right in
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Credits
- Writers
- “Kid” Wesley Wilson