Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer)

Up in Harlem on a Saturday night

Were the highbrows get together, it's just to 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, cos 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 cos I don't care oh no

Send me cos I don't care

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer

Send me daddy, cos 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 cos I don't care oh no

Send me cos I don't care