Lyrics

Up in Harlem on a Saturday night Where the highbrows get together, it's just too tight We all gather at the Harlem strut And what we do is tut tut tut Ol' hannah brown, from way cross town Keeps drinking her liquor and she brings them down Just at the break of day You could hear old hannah say I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me, daddy, 'cause I don't care I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink 'Cause he brought me down He just send me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me 'cause I don't care, oh, no Send me 'cause I don't care I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me, daddy, 'cause I don't care I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink 'Cause he brought me down He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet He moves me right off to sleep Check all your razors check your guns I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me 'cause I don't care, oh, no Send me 'cause I don't care