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Gimme a Pigfoot
LaVern Baker Lyrics


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Twenty-five cents, hah, no, no
I wouldn't pay twenty-five cents to go in nowhere
'Cause listen here.....

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to LaVern Baker's song "Gimme a Pigfoot" speak to the desire for escape and the search for enjoyment in the midst of oppressive social conditions. The song is set in Harlem on a Saturday night, where the "highbrows" gather for an all-night party. However, the singer sees through the facade of this high-class gathering, noting that it's "just too tight." Instead, the singer finds pleasure in the company of "Old Hannah Brown from 'cross town," who "gets full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down." Despite the judgment of society, Old Hannah finds joy in dancing and partying through the night.


The singer echoes this desire for escape, requesting "a pigfoot and a bottle of beer" and encouraging the piano player to "give me a drink because he's bringin' me down." The song serves as a commentary on the racism and segregation that kept Black Americans from fully participating in mainstream white society. In Harlem on Saturday nights, Black Americans could create their own spaces and social gatherings, free from the judgment and racism of white society. The song celebrates these moments of joy while acknowledging that the partygoers will ultimately face punishment for indulging in their desires.


Line by Line Meaning

Twenty-five cents, hah, no, no
I wouldn't even pay twenty-five cents to enter a place with this kind of music.


Up in Harlem ev'ry Saturday night
On Saturdays in Harlem,


When the highbrows get together its just too tight
When the rich people gather, it becomes very restrictive.


They all congregates at an all night strut
They come together for a night-long party


And what they do is tut-tut-tut
They are critical of everything and make tsk-tsking sounds.


Old Hannah Brown from 'cross town
A woman named Hannah Brown from another part of town.


Gets full of corn and starts breakin' em down
Gets drunk on corn liquor and starts dancing energetically.


Just at the break of day
Just as the morning is about to begin.


You can hear old Hannah say
You can hear Hannah sing the following:


Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Give me a pig's foot and a bottle of beer.


Send me 'gain, I don't care
Send me some more, I don't care.


I feel just like I wanna clown
I feel like behaving foolishly.


Give the piano player a drink
Give the pianist a drink.


Because he's bringin' me down!
Because he's making me feel down.


He's gotta rhythm, Y-e-e-a-a-h!
He has an amazing sense of rhythm, Yes!


When he stomps his feet
When he stamps his feet.


He sends me right off to sleep
He makes me feel sleepy in a good way.


Check all your razors and your guns
Get rid of all your weapons.


We gonna be 'rested when the wagon comes
We will get arrested when the police arrive.


I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
I want a pig's foot and a bottle of beer.


Send me 'cause I don't care
Give me more, I don't care.


Play me 'cause I don't care
Play some music for me, I don't care.


(Trumpet Solo)
The trumpet plays a solo.


Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Give me a pig's foot and a bottle of beer.


Send me 'gain, I don't care
Give me more, I don't care.


I feel just like I wanna clown
I feel like behaving foolishly.


Give the piano player a drink
Give the pianist a drink.


Because he's bringin' me down
Because he's making me feel down.


He's got rhythm, Y-e-e-a-a-h!
He has an amazing sense of rhythm, Yes!


When he stomps his feet
When he stamps his feet.


He sends me right off to sleep
He makes me feel sleepy in a good way.


Check all your razors and your guns
Get rid of all your weapons.


Do the shim-sham-shimmy 'til the risin' sun
Dance until sunrise doing the shim-sham-shimmy.


Give me a reefer and a gang o' gin
Give me a marijuana cigarette and a lot of gin.


Play me 'cause I'm in my sin
Play music for me because I'm in a sinful state.


Play me 'cause I'm full of gin
Play music for me because I'm drunk.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Wesley Wilson

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