Oh what a joy
Watching life passing by and
Being a pig
What could compare
To a home in a sty and
Being a pig
Days are sunny and rosy
Things are comfy and cozy
With all the piggies around
What greater joy could be found
Wallow awhile
In the mud that`s my style
And being a pig
Slurping that slop
Hey to me that`s the top
And being a pig
And when Mama is able
She sets a fine table
We gather around for a treat
And wow do we eat!
And when the night has come creeping
In the barn we go sleeping
Who would know that pleasure gets this big!
Being a pig
Being a pig
Being a pig
Goodnight