Gimme A Pigfoot (and A Bottle Of Beer) Lyrics - Billie Holiday

Up in Harlem, every Saturday night 

Where the highbrows get together 

It's just too right 

They all congregate and all night hop 

And what they do is, ooh boppa dap 

Ole Hammer Brown from way across town 

Gets full of corn and starts bringing them down 

And at the break of day 

You can hear ole Hammer say 

"Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer 

Send me a gate, I don't care" 

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Feel just like I wanna clown 

Give the piano player a drink 

Because he's bringing me down 

He's got rhythm yeah, when he stomps his feet 

He sends me right off to sleep 

Check all your razors and all your guns 

We're gonna be arrested when the wagon comes 

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer 

Send me 'cause I don't care 

I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin 

Send me daddy, move right in 

I feel just like I wanna shout 

Give the piano player a drink 

Because he's knocking me out 

He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet 

He moves me right off to sleep 

Check all your razors and your guns 

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Do the hucklebuckle to the rising sun 

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of gin 

Move me, 'cause I'm in my sin 

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer