Gimme A Pigfoot

Up in Harlem ev'ry Saturday night
 When the highbrows get together its 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 pigfoot 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 pigfoot and a bottle of beer
 Send me 'cause I don't care
 Play me 'cause I don't care
 (Trumpet Solo)
 Gimme a pigfoot 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 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
 Play me 'cause I'm in my sin
 Play me 'cause I'm full of gin