Billie Holiday - Gimmie a Pigfoot текст песни

Wesley sox wilson

Up in harlem every saturday night

Where the highbrows get together

Its 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 dont care

Feel just like I wanna clown

Give the piano player a drink

Because hes bringing me down

Hes got rhythm yeah, when he stamps his feet

He sends me right off to sleep

Cheek all your razors and all your guns

Were gonna be arrested when the wagon comes

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer

Send me cause I dont care

I want a pigfoot and a bottle of gin

Send me daddy move right in

I feel just like I wanna shout

Give the piano player a drink

Because hes knocking me out

Hes 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 Im in my sin

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer