(twentyfive cents ha no-no I wouldn't pay twentyfive cents
to go in nowhere 'cause listen here)

Up in Harlem every Saturday night
When the high browns get together it's just too tight

The old congregation's at an all night strut
And what they do is chut chut chut

Old Hannah Brown's from 'cross town
Gets full of corn and starts breaking 'em down

Yes at the break of day
you can hear old Hannah say

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me a case I don't care

I feel just like I want a 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
We's gonna be wrestlin' when the wagon comes

I want a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
    send me 'cause I don't care
    play me 'cause I don't care

Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me crates I don't care

I feel just like I want a player
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 till the rising sun

Give me a reefer and a gang of gin
    play me 'cause I'm in my sin
    play me 'cause I'm full of gin