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Song - Winifred and Chorus
| Winifred: | When I was quite a tiny little mite, Each nursery romance I knew: There was sweet Bo-peep with her wand'ring sheep, And delightful Cinderella too. I used to say, I was longing for the day When a fairy prince should meet my eye. But they'd answer me, "Such a sight you'll only see When the little pigs begin to fly!" When the little pigs begin to fly! Which is sure to happen by and by — Won't the country people stare At the bacon in the air, When the little pigs begin to fly. [Chorus:] When the little pigs begin to fly, Which is sure to happen by and by — Won't the country people stare At the bacon in the air, When the little pigs begin to fly. |
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If pigs wore wings We'd see some funny things, And what a chance for all good shots, With the pigs at their ease Building nests in trees And perching on the chimney pots. The sporting boys will forget their former joys, And no longer look for birds in the sky, Not a soul will care For a pheasant or a hare When the little pigs begin to fly. When the little pigs begin to fly! Which of course will happen by and by — We shall see the Duke of York In the season shooting pork, When the little pigs begin to fly. [Chorus:] When the little pigs begin to fly, Which of course will happen by and by — We shall see the Duke of York In the season shooting pork, When the little pigs begin to fly. |
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| When just half grown, I'd a piggy of my own Like Mary and her famous lamb. He was fat, you know, And I loved him so, Till they turned him into sausage and ham. But now I'm big, There's another kind of pig, Which I fancy I should like to try. He'll be not to old, Very handsome, rather bold, And I don't intend to let him fly. If my little pig begins to fly, There'll be lots of trouble by and by — I shall have to tie his wing With a little bit of string, If my naughty pig begins to fly. |
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| Chorus: | If my little pig begins to fly, There'll be lots of trouble by and by — I shall have to tie his wing With a little bit of string, If my naughty pig begins to fly. |
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Page modified 20 February 2017