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Gimme a Pig Foot
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 song "Gimme a Pig Foot" by LaVern Baker is a blues song that takes a look at the nightlife in Harlem in the 1930s. It begins with the singer, who is not willing to pay 25 cents to enter anywhere, setting the scene for the rest of the song. The lyrics describe the "highbrows" of Harlem, who would gather and "congregate" at an all-night party, where they would "tut-tut-tut." In particular, the song highlights the character Hannah Brown, who is said to "get full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down" as the night wears on.


The chorus of the song, "Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer, send me 'cause I don't care," suggests a sense of carefree abandon that seems to characterize the Harlem nightlife of the time. The singer expresses a desire to let loose and have fun, requesting a drink for the piano player and encouraging everyone to dance.


Overall, "Gimme a Pig Foot" is a lively and fun song that celebrates the music and atmosphere of Harlem nightlife in the 1930s. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a bygone era, and the catchy chorus is sure to get stuck in your head.


Line by Line Meaning

Twenty-five cents, hah, no, no
I would never pay just twenty-five cents to go anywhere


'Cause listen here.....


Up in Harlem ev'ry Saturday night
Every Saturday night in Harlem


When the highbrows get together its just too tight
When the sophisticated people gather it's too stuffy and rigid


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


And what they do is tut-tut-tut
And they disapprove of others


Old Hannah Brown from 'cross town
There's a woman named Hannah Brown from across town


Gets full of corn and starts breakin' 'em down
She gets drunk and starts dancing


Just at the break of day
Just as the sun is coming up


You can hear old Hannah say
You can hear Hannah singing


Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
I want 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 acting silly


Give the piano player a drink
Give the piano player a drink


Because he's bringin' me down!
Because he's depressing me!


He's gotta rhythm, Y-e-e-a-a-h!
He has a great rhythm, yeah!


When he stomps his feet
When he stomps his feet


He sends me right off to sleep
It makes me sleepy


Check all your razors and your guns
Everyone check your weapons


We gonna be 'rested when the wagon comes
We'll get arrested when the police come


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 music for me, I don't care


(Trumpet Solo)


Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
I want 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 acting silly


Give the piano player a drink
Give the piano player a drink


Because he's bringin' me down
Because he's depressing me


He's got rhythm, Y-e-e-a-a-h!
He has a great rhythm, yeah!


When he stomps his feet
When he stomps his feet


He sends me right off to sleep
It makes me sleepy


Check all your razors and your guns
Everyone check your weapons


Do the shim-sham-shimmy 'til the risin' sun
Dance until the sun comes up


Give me a reefer and a gang o' gin
Give me a joint and a lot of gin


Play me 'cause I'm in my sin
Play music for me because I'm sinning


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




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Najponk Jazz

Great record!!!! Thanks for upload!!!! 💿

David Chernofsky

what a great song never go proper exposure R&B in 50s got a very bad deal

BruceTheSillyGoose

ah the STEREO version! i gotta find that CD, the only ones i've sound were the atlantic original mono. :(

Wayne Bennett

Classic 50's R & B. Leave your razors and your guns !

Musicola

Written in 1933 and recorded by Bessie Smith that year.

Ann Bekooy

I couldn't agree more. Fabulous song. Maybe the lack of promotion had something to do with an industry that was known to be racist in the 1950's and the notion of a "Pigsfoot" as being something "black people would eat"? Just curious.

metrogoldwyn mccormick

this song dates back to the '20s and Bessie Smith.

Marius M

now its called a" trotter" - and its a fancy priced item.

Malvern Mascal

Pig foot was the cheapest meat at that time

Jim Roth

Its good eating

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