Gimmie A Pigfoot (and A Bottle Of Beer) Lyrics
Wesley 'Sox' Wilson Up in Harlem every Saturday nightWhere the highbrows get togetherIt's just too rightThey all congregate and all night hopAnd what they do is Ooh boppa dapOle Hammer Brown from way across townGets full of corn and startsBringing them downAnd at the break of dayYou can hear ole Hammer sayGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me a gate I don't carefeel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkBecause he's bringing me downHe's got rhythm yeah, when he stomps his feetHe sends me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and all your gunsWe're gonna be arrested when the wagon comesGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me cause I don't careI want a pigfoot and a bottle of ginSend me daddy move right inI feel just like I wanna shoutGive the piano player a drinkBecause he's knocking me outHe's got rhythm when he stomps his feetHe moves me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and your gunsDo the hucklebuckle to the rising sunGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of ginMove me, 'cause I'm in my sinGimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Billie Holiday Gimmie A Pigfoot (and A Bottle Of Beer)
