Clare Fader Follow

Charlotte wept for some fine pig they say
Forgive me if I never did the same
The barn yard life was bleek
No storybook mystique

No animal charm is leading me astray

The Mama piggy knocked me to the floor
I grabbed a hammer and headed for the door
My Pa was so amused
My tail and ego bruised
Should have known then that I'd go back for more

It was a charmed life
With lots of wild life
We had a pig pen for a play pen

But then my life changed
And I got short changed
Now my play pen's the lion's den

Agata rode a pig when she was five
Around the barn she was taken for a ride
She knows that this is real
Still hears the piggies squeal
Can't go back to being five and so alive

It was a charmed life
With lots of wild life
We had a pig pen for a play pen

But then my life changed
And I got short changed
Now my play pen's the lion's den

When Mary Jane dropped by my house to play
The piggies stole their chance to run away

Charlotte wept for some fine pig, they say
Forgive me if I'm just a tad blase