Bessie Smith - Gimme a Pigfoot (Gimme a Reefer) lyrics

Up in Harlem every Saturday night When the highbrows get together it's just so right They all congregate at an all night hop And what they do is oo bop bee dap Oh Hannah Brown from way cross town Gets full of coin and starts breaking 'em down And at the break of day You can hear old Hannah say 'Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me again, I don't care, I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down He's gotta rhythm, yeah, when he stomps his feet He sends me right off to sleep Check all your razors and your guns We gonna be arrested when the wagon comes I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me 'cause I don't care, blame me 'cause I don't care Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer Send me again, I don't care, I feel just like I wanna clown Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down He's got rhythm, yeah, 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 rising sun Give me a reaper and a gang of gin Play me 'cause I'm in my sin, blame me 'cause I'm full of gin