Abbey Lincoln - Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer) Lyrics
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Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer)
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What Are The Lyrics For Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer) By Abbey Lincoln?
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 |
Who Wrote Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer) By Abbey Lincoln?
Wesley A. Wilson
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What's The Duration Of The Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer) By Abbey Lincoln?The duration of Gimme a Pigfoot (And a Bottle of Beer) is 6:59 minutes and seconds. |
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