PIG GOT UP AND SLOWLY WALKED AWAY, THE (Music: F W Bowers / Lyrics: Benjamin Hapgood Burt) Frank Crumit - 1934 Johnny Bond - 1966 Jim Croce - 1975 Also recorded by: Sam Hinton; Rudy Vallee; Harry Belafonte; Clinton Ford; Acker Bilk. One evening in October When I was about one-third sober And was taking home a load with manly pride My poor feet began to stutter So I lay down in the gutter And a pig came up and lay down by my side Then we sang "It's All Fair Weather" And "Good Fellows Get Together" Till a lady passing by was heard to say She says, "You can tell a man who boozes By the company he chooses" And the pig got up and slowly walked away Yes, the pig got up and slowly walked away Slowly walked away, slowly walked away Yes, the pig got up and he turned and winked at me As he slowly walked away I also well remember One evening in November When I was creeping home at break of day For in my exhilaration I engaged in conversation With a cab-horse, right on the corner of Broadway I was filled up to the eyeballs With a flock of gin and highballs So I whispered to the cab-horse old and grey I says, "It's these all-night homeward marches That gave us both our fallen arches." And the old horse laughed and slowly walked away Yes, the old horse laughed and slowly walked away Slowly walked away, he slowly walked away And the old horse laughed and he turned and winked at me As he slowly walked away As he slowly walked away (Contributed by Peter Akers - August 2008) ++++++++++ As recorded by JOHNNY BOND: One evenin' in October When I was five fifths sober Takin'g home a load with manly pride My poor feet began to stutter So I lay down in the gutter And a pig come up and lay down by my side Then we sang it's all fair weather When good fellers ger together Till a lady passing by was heard to say "You can tell a man who boozes By the company he chooses" So the pig got up and slowly walked away Yes, the pig got up and slowly walked away Slowly walked away Slowly walked away Yes, the pig got up and without a word to say He looked at me and thought That he would leave me where I lay And that same old pig a lesson taught to me And that was not to be a bigger pig than he So I hopped next day on the water cart to stay Since the pig got up and slowly walked away I also well remember One evenin' in November When I was goin' home at break of day For in my exhileration I engaged in conversation With a cab horse on the corner of Broadway I was filled up to the eyeballs With flocks of gin and highballs So I whispered to the cab horse old and grey "It's these all-night homeward marches Gives us both our fallen arches" And the cab horse laughed and slowly walked away Yes, the old horse laughed and slowly walked away Slowly walked away Slowly walked away Yes, the old horse laughed and without a word to say He wagged his tail and hit the trail That led him to the hay And that same old horse I very often see And when I'm sober he will always bow to me Now at night I stay at the old YMCA Since the old horse laughed and slowly walked away (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - August 2011) ++++++++++ ALTERNATE VERSES: She said "What a lofely fella", Poked the pig with her umbrella Then she looked at me awhile and whispered "Say, ay tank dis iss hees brudder" At my side I felt a shudder And the pig got up and slowly walked away One morning Pat O'Reilly Said to his missus, shyly Tonight some friends of mine are dining here Said his wife,who comes from Bantree "There is nothing in the pantry" And the family pig collapsed in mortal fear Mrs.Pat said "What the dickens, I can kill a pair of chickens, Or would Pork and sage and onions be ok?" "Are these friends some men I'm knowin'?" Pat said "Isaac, Stein and Cohen" And the pig got up and slowly walked away