| Up in Harlem on a Saturday night |
| Were the highbrows get together, it’s just to tight |
| We all gather at the Harlem Strut |
| And what we do is tut tut tut |
| Ol' Hannah Brown, from way cross town |
| Keeps drinking her liquor and she brings them down |
| Just at the break of day |
| You could hear old Hannah say |
| I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
| Send me daddy, cos I don’t care |
| I feel just like I wanna clown |
| Give the piano player a drink |
| Cause he brought me down |
| He just send me right off to sleep |
| Check all your razors and your guns |
| I’m gonna be arrested when the wagon comes |
| I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
| Send me cos I don’t care oh no |
| Send me cos I don’t care |
| I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
| Send me daddy, cos I don’t care |
| I feel just like I wanna clown |
| Give the piano player a drink |
| Cause he brought me down |
| He’s got rhythm when he stomps his feet |
| He moves me right off to sleep |
| Check all your razors check your guns |
| I’m gonna be arrested when the wagon comes |
| I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer |
| Send me cos I don’t care oh no |
| Send me cos I don’t care |