Gimme A Pigfoot (and A Bottle Of Beer) Lyrics - Abbey Lincoln

Up in Harlem ev'ry Saturday night 

When the highbrows get together its just too tight 

They all congregates at an all night strut 

And what they do is tut-tut-tut 

Old Hannah Brown from 'cross town 

Gets full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down 

Just at the break of day 

You can hear old Hannah say 

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer 

Send me 'gain, 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, Y-e-e-a-a-h! 

When he stomps his feet 

He sends me right off to sleep 

Check all your razors and your guns 

We gonna be 'rested when the wagon comes 

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer 

Send me 'cause I don't care 

Play me 'cause I don't care 

(Trumpet Solo) 

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Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer 

Send me 'gain, 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 got rhythm, Y-e-e-a-a-h! 

When he stomps his feet 

He sends me right off to sleep 

Check all your razors and your guns 

Do the shim-sham-shimmy 'til the risin' sun 

Give me a reefer and a gang o' gin 

Play me 'cause I'm in my sin 

Play me 'cause I'm full of gin 

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