3 little pigs song lyrics
Three Little Pigs
Three Little Pigs
Traditional, adapted by Eric Litwin
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Lyrics:
This is the story of the three little pigs
They had to build themselves a home of their own
Well, the first pig grabbed whatever he saw
Built himself a house out of straw
Everything was alright, until...
(Howl!)
And he knocked on the door
(Boom, boom, boom!)
And the little pig said, “Who is it?”
And the wolf said, “Little pig, little pig, let me in. Little pig, little pig, let me in.”
“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
“I’m going to huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff”
Oh no! The house came tumbling down.
Run!
Well, the next pig thought he was slick
Built himself a house out of sticks
Everything was alright, until...
(Howl!)
And he knocked on the door
(Boom, boom, boom!)
And the little pig said, “Who is it?”
And the wolf said, “Little pig, little pig, let me in. Little pig, little pig, let me in.”
“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
“I’m going to huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff”
Oh! The house came tumbling down.
Run!
Well, the last pig knew all the tricks
Built himself a house out of bricks
Everything was alright, until...
(Howl!)
And he knocked on the door
(Boom, boom, boom!)
And the little pig said, “Who is it?”
And the wolf said, “Little pig, little pig, let me in. Little pig, little pig, let me in.”
“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
“I’m going to huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff” (little louder) “Huff and puff”
Nothing. The house didn’t move. It’s made of brick.
If I were you, I’d build a fire in the fireplace and put a pot of boiling water on it
‘Cause here comes the wolf running towards your house.
He’s going up the side.
He’s going down the chimney.
How’s the boiling water? (Hot!)
How’s the fire? (Hot!)
Well, that wolf landed in the boiling water, he shot right back up through the chimney,
Ran into the woods, and he never bothered them again.
And that’s the story of the Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf!
Activities:
Story song: Let the CD play, have Mr. Eric tell the story on the CD, and do all of the responses with your child. Model what your child can do with the movements and echoes.
Color in the Picture and Draw Pigs: Color the picture of the “Three Little Pigs” in the coloring sheet. Show your child how to draw a pig and draw them all over the coloring book page or on a separate piece of paper.
Art Project/ Puppet Show: Make your own puppet show! All you need are three pigs and one wolf. If you have them, finger puppets or hand puppets work great. If not, make your own! Draw them on paper, color them in, cut them out and paste them on popsicle sticks. Then, play the story song on the CD and act out the song with your “puppets.”
Listening Comprehension: A great exercise to do with a story song is to test your child’s understanding and recall of the story and what happened.
See if they can tell the story back to you or ask specific questions triggering the more memorable lines in the story, like “What did the wolf say when he knocked on the door?” (I’m going to huff and puff) or “What was the pig’s response?” (not by the hair of my chinny chin chin) or ask “What did each pig build his house out of?” (straw, sticks, brick).
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Three Little Pigs - Baby Rhymes
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★ Three Little Pigs History:
“Three Little Pigs” is a tune by substantial metal parody band Green Jellÿ, from the collection Cereal Killer.
Discharged by Zoo Entertainment in 1992 with the first band name, Green Jellö, the single was re- discharged in 1993 under the name Green Jellÿ because of a claim for trademark encroachment by the proprietors of Jell-O.
The melody topped at number 17 on the Billboard Hot 100 in the mid-year of 1993, remaining on the diagram for 20 weeks, and graphed considerably higher in the United Kingdom, where it arrived at number five. It likewise arrived at number one in New Zealand for two nonconsecutive weeks and outlined profoundly in European nations. The outline achievement can be mostly credited to the tune’s one of a kind and vigorously circulated music video. The melody was positioned number 35 on Vh2’s 40 Most Awesomely Bad Metal Songs…Ever.
★ Three Little Pigs Lyrics:
Three little pigs went out one day
One built a house made out of hay
The other pigs thought it would fall, fall, fall
But the first didn‘t care at all.
Three little pigs went out one day
The second used sticks to build away
The third pig thought it would fall, fall, fall
But the second didn‘t care at all.
Three little pigs went out one day
For the third pig, bricks were the way
He knew the house wouldn‘t fall, fall, fall
So the work didn‘t bother him at all.
Then came a wolf who was big and bad
He was incredibly hungry and mad
The three little pigs saw the wolf that day
They slammed their doors and hid away
“Little pig, little pig, let me in!”
“Not by the hair on my chinny-chin chin!”
“Then I‘ll huff and I‘ll puff, and I‘ll blow, blow, blow!”
And boy, did the hay house go!
“Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!”
“Not by the hair on our chinny-chin chins!”
“Then I‘ll huff and I‘ll puff, and I‘ll blow, blow, blow!”
And boy, did the stick house go!
“Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!”
“Not by the hair on our chinny-chin chins !”
“Then I‘ll huff and I‘ll puff, and I‘ll blow, blow, blow!”
But the bricks surely did not go!
The wolf was at his wit‘s end, you see
He climbed on the roof, down the brick chimney!
He came with his teeth all bared, bared, bared
So the three little pigs got scared!
The third little pig lit a log on fire
The smoke started rising, higher and higher
The wolf burned his hairy tail, OW! OW! OW!
And the wolf ran out of town!
The two little piggies of hay and sticks
Learned a lesson all about work and bricks
A hard-worked job won‘t fall fall fall
To a huff, or a puff, at all!
The three little pigs went out that day
Now they were free to laugh and play
The Big Bad Wolf was gone gone gone
And the little pigs danced ”˜til dawn!
★ Three Little Pigs Outcome:
1.
You will figure out how to perform composed rhymed sentences.
2. You will learn pitch by singing the melody more than once.
3. You will figure out how to perform the right syntactic sentences.
4. You will turn out to be increasingly familiar when an attempt to rehash it rapidly.
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Down in the Jungle
Three little pigs - text with the letter Yo
Sergei Mikhalkov
Once upon a time there were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers.
All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails.
Even their names were similar. The piglets were called Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
All summer they tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in puddles.
But autumn has come.
The sun was not so hot anymore, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.
- It's time for us to think about winter, - Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. We may catch a cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers didn't want to take the job. It is much more pleasant to walk and jump in the meadow on the last warm days than to dig the ground and carry heavy stones.
- Good luck! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
- When necessary, I will build a house for myself, - said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
“Me too,” added Nif-Nif.
- Well, as you wish. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf. “I won't wait for you. Every day it got colder and colder.
But Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. They didn't even want to think about work. They were idle from morning to evening. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
“Today we will take a walk,” they said, “and tomorrow morning we will get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
And only when a large puddle near the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally set to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it would be easier and most likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready.
Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:
You will go around half the world,
You will go around, you will go around,
You will not find a better home,
You will not find it, you will not find it!
Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf. Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself.
He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods.
So he did.
He drove stakes into the ground, twisted them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:
I have a good house,
A new house, a solid house.
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder,
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
- Well, your house is ready! - said Nif-Nif to his brother. “I told you we could do this alone!” Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
- Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf.
"We haven't seen him in a long time!"
- Let's go see! Nif-Nif agreed.
And the two brothers, contented that they had nothing else to worry about, hid behind the bushes.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost.
He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.
- What are you building?! - the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf shouted in one voice. — What is it, a house for a piglet or a fortress?
- Piglet's home should be a fortress! Naf-Naf calmly answered them, continuing to work.
- Are you going to fight with someone? Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf.
And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts carried far across the lawn.
And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:
I build a house from stones,
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't burst into this door,
Into this door, into this door!
— What animal is he talking about? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif.
- What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
“Look how afraid he is of the wolf!” said Nif-Nif.
- He's afraid of being eaten! - added Nuf-Nuf. And the brothers cheered even more.
- What kind of wolves can be here? - said Nif-Nif.
- There are no wolves! He's just a coward! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And they both began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
They wanted to tease Naf-Naf, but he didn't even turn around.
- Let's go, Nuf-Nif, - said then Nif-Nif. “We have nothing to do here!
And two brave brothers went for a walk.
On the way they sang and danced, and when they entered the forest, they made such a noise that they woke up the wolf, who was sleeping under a pine tree.
- What's the noise? - An angry and hungry wolf grumbled with displeasure and galloped to the place where the squealing and grunting of two stupid little piglets could be heard.
- Well, what kind of wolves can be here! - said at that time Nif-Nif, who saw wolves only in pictures.
- Here we will grab him by the nose, he will know! added Nuf-Nuf, who also had never seen a live wolf.
- Let's knock down, and even tie, and even with a foot like this, like this! Nif-Nif boasted and showed how they would deal with the wolf.
And the brothers rejoiced again and sang:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And suddenly they saw a real live wolf! He stood behind a large tree, and he had such a terrible look, such evil eyes and such a toothy mouth that Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf had a chill running down their backs and thin tails trembled finely.
The poor piglets couldn't even move for fear.
The wolf prepared to jump, snapped his teeth, blinked his right eye, but the piglets suddenly came to their senses and, squealing throughout the forest, rushed to their heels.
They have never run so fast! Sparkling with their heels and raising clouds of dust, the piglets each rushed to their home.
Nif-Nif was the first to reach his thatched hut and barely managed to slam the door in front of the wolf's very nose.
- Unlock the door now! the wolf growled. “Or else I’ll break it!”
- No, - grunted Nif-Nif, - I won't unlock it! Outside the door, the breath of a terrible beast was heard.
- Unlock the door now! the wolf growled again. “Otherwise I’ll blow so hard that your whole house will fly apart!”
But Nif-Nif from fear could no longer answer anything.
Then the wolf began to blow: "F-f-f-w-w-w!"
Straws flew from the roof of the house, the walls of the house shook.
The wolf took another deep breath and blew a second time: "F-f-f-w-w-w!"
When the wolf blew for the third time, the house was blown in all directions, as if it had been hit by a hurricane.
The wolf snapped his teeth in front of the little piglet's snout. But Nif-Nif deftly dodged and rushed to run. A minute later he was already at the door of Nuf-Nuf.
As soon as the brothers locked themselves in, they heard the voice of the wolf:
- Well, now I'll eat you both!
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf looked at each other in fear. But the wolf was very tired and therefore decided to go for a trick.
- I changed my mind! he said so loudly that he could be heard in the house. “I won’t eat those skinny piglets!” I better go home!
Did you hear? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif. He said he won't eat us! We are skinny!
- This is very good! - Nuf-Nuf said and immediately stopped trembling.
The brothers became merry and sang as if nothing had happened:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And the wolf didn't even think of leaving.
He just stepped aside and hunkered down. He was very funny. He had a hard time keeping himself from laughing. How cleverly he deceived the two foolish little pigs!
When the pigs were completely calm, the wolf took the sheep's skin and cautiously crept up to the house.
At the door, he covered himself with skin and knocked softly.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were very frightened when they heard a knock.
- Who's there? they asked, their tails shaking again.
- It's me-me-me, poor little sheep! the wolf squeaked in a thin alien voice. - Let me spend the night, I strayed from the herd and very tired!
- Let me in? the good Nif-Nif asked his brother.
- You can let the sheep go! Nuf-Nuf agreed. - A sheep is not a wolf!
But when the pigs opened the door, they saw not a sheep, but the same toothy wolf. The brothers slammed the door and leaned on it with all their might so that the terrible beast could not break into them.
The wolf is very angry.
He failed to outsmart the pigs. He threw off his sheepskin and roared:
- Well, wait a minute! There will be nothing left of this house!
And he began to blow. The house leaned a little. The wolf blew a second, then a third, then a fourth time.
Leaves were falling from the roof, the walls were trembling, but the house was still standing.
And only when the wolf blew for the fifth time, the house staggered and collapsed. Only one door for some time still stood in the middle of the ruins.
In horror, the pigs rushed to run. Their legs were paralyzed with fear, every bristle trembled, their noses were dry. The brothers rushed to the house of Naf-Naf.
Wolf caught up with them with huge leaps. Once he almost grabbed Nif-Nif by the back leg, but he pulled it back in time and added speed.
The wolf also pressed on. He was sure that this time the piglets would not run away from him.
But he was out of luck again.
The piglets quickly rushed past a large apple tree without even hitting it.
But the wolf did not have time to turn and ran into an apple tree, which showered him with apples. One hard apple hit him between the eyes. A large lump jumped up on the wolf's forehead.
And Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, neither alive nor dead, ran up at that time to the house of Naf-Naf.
Brother let them into the house. The poor piglets were so frightened that they could not say anything. They silently rushed under the bed and hid there. Naf-Naf immediately guessed that a wolf was chasing them. But he had nothing to fear in his stone house. He quickly bolted the door, sat down on a stool and sang loudly:0005
No animal in the world,
Cunning animal, terrible animal,
Won't open this door,
This door, this door!
But just then there was a knock on the door.
Who is knocking? Naf-Naf asked in a calm voice.
- Open without talking! came the rough voice of the wolf.
- No matter how! And I don't think so! - Naf-Naf answered in a firm voice.
- Oh, yes! Well, hold on! Now I'll eat all three!
- Try it! - answered Naf-Naf from behind the door, without even getting up from his stool.
He knew that he and his brothers had nothing to fear in a solid stone house.
Then the wolf sucked in more air and blew as hard as he could! But no matter how much he blew, not even the smallest stone moved.
The wolf turned blue from the effort.
The house stood like a fortress. Then the wolf began to shake the door. But the door didn't budge either.
The wolf, out of anger, began to scratch the walls of the house with his claws and gnaw at the stones from which they were built, but he only broke off his claws and ruined his teeth. The hungry and angry wolf had no choice but to get out.
But then he raised his head and suddenly noticed a large wide chimney on the roof.
- Yeah! Through this pipe I will make my way into the house! the wolf rejoiced.
He carefully climbed onto the roof and listened.
The house was quiet.
"I'll have a bite of fresh piglet today," thought the wolf, and after licking his lips, climbed into the chimney.
But as soon as he began to descend the pipe, the piglets heard a rustle. And when soot began to pour on the lid of the boiler, smart Naf-Naf immediately guessed what was the matter.
He quickly rushed to the cauldron, in which water was boiling on the fire, and tore off the lid.
- Welcome! - said Naf-Naf and winked at his brothers.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf have already completely calmed down and, smiling happily, looked at their smart and brave brother.
The piglets didn't have to wait long. Black as a chimney sweep, the wolf flopped right into the boiling water.
He's never been in such pain before!
His eyes popped out on his forehead, all his hair stood on end.
With a wild roar, the scalded wolf flew into the chimney back to the roof, rolled down it to the ground, rolled four times over his head, rode on his tail past the locked door and rushed into the forest.
And the three brothers, the three little pigs, looked after him and rejoiced that they had so cleverly taught the evil robber a lesson.
And then they sang their merry song:
You'll get around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around,
You won't find a better home,
You won't find it, you won't find it!
No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door,
This door, this door!
The wolf from the forest will never,
Never, never
Will not come back to us here,
To us here, to us here!
Since then, the brothers began to live together, under one roof.
That's all we know about the three little pigs - Nif-Nifa, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
Green Jelly - Three Little Pigs Lyrics SongMeanings0001
Lie down, children, on the flank...
and listen to the tale of the three little pigs
and about the terrible gray wolf.
The first pig was a hippie type,
I wanted to go to the city away from the farmer's mugs.
And once he bought a guitar,
Moved to Hollywood to be a rock star
Only he did not know that the city was not a dacha.
Made a house out of straw, that's bad luck.
And one day, while he was playing chords,
The big gray wolf knocked on his door.
- Hey piglet, let me in!
- No way! Hit the door with your forehead.
- Well, then I'm like a dunu - and you will become a homeless person!
The second pig was a Rastafarian,
Ganja smoked, joints and hookah.
Puffed and blew all day long,
But God saves the safe:
Built a house out of garbage
From cans of empty and old newspapers.
One day he sits, under Marley go crazy,0306 And here is a gray wolf on a huge Harley.
- Hey piglet, let me in!
- No way! Hit the door with your forehead.
- Well, then I'm like a dunu - and you will become a homeless person!
Well, the third pig, an excellent student,
Major, whose dad was warmed by glory,
Became an architect, graduated from Harvard,
With knowledge of the matter, he skewed his house.
Three-story mansion in the Hollywood Hills,
Dad helped by digging into the bills.
And now the breaker has rolled the pig huts,
Big gray wolf, eater of pigs.
- Hey piglet, let me in!
- No way! Hit the door with your forehead.
- Well, then I'm like a dunu - and you will become a homeless person!
And then the gray wolf for three days and three nights
He blew with all his might, that there is urine.
And the house, as it stood, remained standing,
Only the insolent laughter of the piglets could be heard.
"He's concrete!" they shouted,
And the most courageous at 02 called.
Not in vain they spent the phone for the pigs,
They sent Rambo to them as soon as they could.
Rambo:
"Hey wolf, I'm your worst nightmare, I'll kick your ass right now" And our fairy tale comes to an end,
But if you want to listen for an encore,
This is how the piglets escaped the wolf:
- Hey, piglet, let me into the house!
- No way! Hit the door with your forehead.
- Well, then I'm like a dunu - and you will become a homeless person!
And the moral of this fable is this: mediocre artists can cut dough from idiots even with a stupid puppet show. Lie down, kids, on the flank...
and listen to a tale about the three little pigs
and worry about the gray wolf.
The first pig was a hippie type,
In a city like away from the farm Khar'kov .
And then once he bought a guitar,
Moved to Hollywood to become a rock-old.
Only he did not know that the city is not a cottage.
House made of straw, that's bad luck.
And one day, while he chords Laba
The big gray wolf at his door knocked.
- Hey, little pig, let me in!
- No, no way! Beysya the door forehead.
- Well, I like tung - and become a bum!
The second pig was Rastafarian,
Smoked ganja, shoals and shisha.
Blaze and blew all day long,
But better safe than sorry :
Built himself a house of garbage
Of empty cans and old newspapers.
One day he was sitting under baldeet Marley,
And then the gray wolf on a huge Harley.
- Hey, little pig, let me in!
- No, no way! Beysya the door forehead.
- Well, I like tung - and become a bum!
But the third pig, honors - student
Major, whose father was warmed glory,
Became an architect, graduated from Harvard,
Knowledgeably skosobochil your home.
A three-storey mansion in the Hollywood Hills,
Dad helped, dug in the accounts.
And pirulil pig huts Shatterer,
The big gray wolf, pig eater.
- Hey, little pig, let me in!
- No, no way! Beysya the door forehead.
- Well, I like tung - and become a bum!
And the gray wolf three days and three nights Blew with all his strength, that is urine.
A house like standing - so stood ,
Only heard insolent laughter piglets.
"He's concrete!" - They shouted,
And the most valiant in 02 called .
