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Intro, spoken: N.C. Twenty five cents? Ha! No-no I wouldn't pay twenty-five cents to get into nowhere! Cuz' listen here Verse 1: C7 Up in Harlem every Saturday night F7 F When the highbrows get together its just too tight G7 Cm C7 They all congregate at an all night strut F A# And what they do is tut-tut-tut Verse 2: C7 Ol' Hannah Brown, from cross town F7 Gets full of corn and starts breaking 'em down F7 And at the break of day A#7 You can hear ol' Hannah say
Chorus 1: D# Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer C7 Send me again. I don't care F7 A#7 I feel just like I wanna clown D# A#7 D# Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down! D# He's gotta rhythm, yeah! When he stomps his feet C7 A#7 He sends me right off to sleep D# G7 C7 Check all your razors and your guns C7 F7 A#7 G#7 We gonna be rasslin' when the wagon comes A#7 D# C7 I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer F7 A#7 D#7 C7 Send me cause I don't care F7 A#7 D# Blame me cause I don't care Chorus 2: A#7 D# Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer C7 Send me again I don't care F7 A#7 I feel just like I wanna clown D A#7 D# Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down D# He's got rhythm, yeah, when he stomps his feet C7 A#7 He sends me right off to sleep D# G7 C7 Check all your razors and your guns C7 F7 A#7 G#7 Do the Shim-Sham Shimmy 'til the rising sun A#7 D# C7 Give me a reefer and a gang of gin F7 A#7 D# C7 Play me cause I'm in my sin F7 A#7 D# Blame me cause I'm full of gin.
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