 (1933) wesley "sox" wilson
Up in harlem on a saturday nightWere the highbrows get together, it's just to tightWe all gather at the harlem strutAnd what we do is tut tut tut
Ol' hannah brown, from way cross townKeeps drinking her liquor and she brings them downJust at the break of dayYou could hear old hannah say
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me daddy, cos I don't careI feel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkCause he brought me down
He just send me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and your guns
I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me cos I don't care oh noSend me cos I don't care
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me daddy, cos I don't careI feel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkCause he brought me down
He's got rhythm when he stomps his feetHe moves me right off to sleepCheck all your razors check your gunsI'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me cos I don't care oh noSend me cos I don't care
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