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Gimme A Pigfoot (LP版) - Bobby Short

Up in Harlem every Saturday night

When the highbrows get together just too tight

They all congregates at an all night strut

And what they do is tut-tut-tut

Old Hannah brown from 'cross town

Gets full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down

Just at the break of day

You can hear old Hannah say

Gimme a pig-foot and a bottle of beer

Send me 'gain I don't care

I feel just like I wanna clown

Give the piano player a drink

Because he's bringin' me down

He's gotta rhythm y-e-e-a-a-h

When he stomps his feet

He sends me right off to sleep

Check all your razors and your guns

We gonna be 'rested when the wagon comes

I wanna pig-foot and a bottle of beer

Send me 'cause I don't care

Gimme a pig-foot and a bottle of beer

Send me 'gain I don't care

I feel just like I wanna clown

He's got rhythm y-e-e-a-a-h

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 risin' sun

Give me a reefer and a gang o' gin

Send me 'cause I'm in my sin

Play me 'cause I'm full of gin