Lyrics Gimme a Pigfoot - Bessie Smith, Benny Goodman, Bobby Johnson

Gimme a Pigfoot

Up in Harlem every Saturday night
When the highbrows get together its just so right
They all congregate at an all night hop
And what they do is Oo Bop Bee Dap
Oh Hannah Brown from way cross town
Gets full of corn and starts breaking 'em down
And at the break of day
You can hear ol' Hannah say
'Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me again.
I don’t care
I feel just like I wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink because he’s bringing me down!
He’s gotta rhyme, yeah!
When he stomps his feet
He sends me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
We gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cause I don’t care
Blame me cause I don’t care
Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me again, I don’t care
I feel just like I wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink because he’s bringing me down
He’s got rhyme, Yeah, 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 rising sun
Give me a reefer and a gang of gin
Play me cause I’m in my sin
Blame me cause I’m full of gin.'