Verse
Long ago, there were three pigs
Little handsome piggy-wigs

For the big, very big, very bad wolf
They didn't give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his house with hay

With a hey, hey, toot
He blew on his flute and he played around all day

Number two was fond of jigs and so
He built his house with twigs

Hi-diddle-diddle, he played on his
Fiddle and danced with lady pigs

Number three said, "Nicks on tricks!
I'll build my house with bricks!"

He had no chance to sing and dance
'Cause work and play don't mix

Chorus
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
The big bad wolf, the big bad wolf?
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?

Tra-la-la-la-la!