The two that were little, they were just half-grown
The two that were big, they were big as a barn
Big as a barn and tall as a tree
Took 'em on down to the factory

Slice 'em into bacon, chop 'em into ham
Roll 'em into hot dogs, squeeze 'em into Spam
Throw their little eyes out in the rain
Pickle their feet and scramble their brains

Here's a little story about two wet pigs
Here's a little story about two wet pigs
Hopin' to God that they never get big
They danced all night at the Pigtown Jig