pig

when i was a baby i was so happy. i play with my friends in the mud. wilbur and jack and otis and beatty, we were a gang, you got to believe me. momma would scold us if we got too rough, she didn't care, she was proud of us. i ran around and talked to the animals, tellin' 'em stories of savage cannibals. then i got older and noticed a girl. at first i was sure i didn't exist to her. i sulker around but i didn't know why. then she put her cheek on my shoulder and i, was lookin' at her and she was lookin' at me. we started to smile it was our destiny. tina was her name. she was my cutie-pie. i forgot about things that i used to like. i spent all my time followin' her around, my friends all made the whip-lash sound. but they understood. they was happy for me. and everyone clapped when i asked her to marry me. and she said "yes" and we felt so fine. we lost track of the passin' time. before i knew it we had our own babies: gina and shannon and keebie and gabe, but now i've got to die. i've lived a good life i've got no complaints, i'd like to thank farmer pete. for bringing me scraps of food that i could eat. he always had a smile on his face. he didn't want to think of this day. it's finally here. it's finally here, oh. oo-oo, they called me pig. oo-oo, they called me pig. when i was a baby i was so happy. i played with my friends in the mud.