Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer), artist - Billie Holiday. Date of issue: 22.04.2007
Song language: English
Gimme A Pigfoot (And A Bottle Of Beer) |
| 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 Hanna Brown from way across town |
| Gets full of corn and starts |
| Bringing them down |
| And at the break of day |
| You can hear ole Hanna say |
| Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
| Send me a gate I don’t care |
| Feel just like I want to clown |
| Give the piano player a drink |
| Because he’s bringing me down |
| He’s got rhythm yeah, when he stamps his feet |
| He sends me right off to sleep |
| Cheek 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 want to shout |
| Give the piano player a drink |
| Because he’s knocking me out |
| He’s got rhythm when he stamps his feet |
| He moves me right off to sleep |
| Check all your razors and your guns |
| Do the hueklebuck until 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 |