The three little pigs songs
Three Little Pigs Song - Bedtimeshortstories
Three Little Pigs Song is a very popular Disney’s song. The song made its debut through the short Disney film, The Three Little Pigs. It is composed by Frank Churchill and Ann Ronell. In the same year, two more versions were recorded by Henry Hall and Victor Young. Also, a hip-hop version had been recorded in the year 2006 by B5.
This song was added in the sequels to The Three Little Pigs by Disneyland Television series in the year 1955. A few changes have been made and additional verses were added which were not present in the original cartoon. This song is an amazing depiction of the whole story. So, sing along and here you go!
three little pigs song
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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
Long ago there were three pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not 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
Now number two was fond of jigs
And so he built his house with twigs
Hey, diddle-diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said, “Nix on tricks
I shall build my house with bricks”
He had no chance to sing or dance
‘Cause work and play don’t mix
Ha, ha, ha, the two little do little pigs
Just winked and laughed ah, woo
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
Came the day when fate did frown
And a wolf blew into town
With a gruff huff puff, he puffed just enough
And the hay house fell right down
One and two were scared to death
Of the big bad wolf’s breath
By the hair of your chinny chin, I’ll blow you in
And the twig house answered yes
No one left but number three
To save that piglet family
So when they knocked, he fast unlocked
And said come in with me
Now they all were safe inside
But the bricks hurt wolf’s pride
So, he slid down the chimney and oh, by Jiminy
In a fire, he was fried
Oh, oh, oh, the three little free little pigs
Just winked and laughed, ah, woo
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
Tra la la, Tra la la
Tra la la la la la la la la la la
Who’s afraid of the big, big, big
Bad wolf.
Summary:
This is a song about the three little pigs who are building their houses so that they can stay safe from the big bad wolf. The smallest pig (Number 1) builds his house with hay, the big pig (Number 2) builds his house with twigs and the biggest pig (Number 3) builds his house with the bricks. Number One and Number Two arrogantly believes that their houses will save them from that big bad wolf. They make fun of Number Three and starts to enjoy after completing their house. On the other hand, Number Three puts all his efforts and works hard to build a strong house. He has no time to enjoy. All he wants is to build a safe and secure house.
Soon, the day comes when the big bad wolf attacks top their houses. The big bad wolf puffs the house made of hay and twigs and soon Number One and Number Two become homeless. They knock the door of Number Three and becomes safe. The wolf tries hard to break Number Three’s house but he did not succeed.
He tries to come inside through a chimney but three of them light the fire and the wolf gets fried. The Three Little Pigs becomes happy and learn a lesson- ‘HARD WORK PAYS OFF!’.
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SONG OF THE THREE PIGS(to the tune of the song "Smuglyanka")From dawn to dusk Have fun from the heart Urkagan pigs, Don't look that kids.
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NAF-NAFA SONG(to the melody of the song "Solar circle, the sky around")creative plan, Brothers, you have been given. This is a drawing of Naf-Naf. I drew on a piece of paper And signed in the corner: Here - in full Shops in rows Here is a hotel with "rooms" Casino, restaurant. There are two tennis courts here. (Places like hell) Here is a playground for sports, And here is the bowling alley.
To the beginning
NIF-NIFA AND NUF-NUFA SONG(to the melody of the song "I'll take you to the tundra")We got some money We will not hoard them.
To the beginning
SONG NIF-NIFA(to the melody of the song "Cap-cap" from the movie "Ivan Vasilyevich Changes Profession")In the cold winter under the old pine The market stall will open. Nice, warm house and profitable, moreover, And the sign is nice and new. A cormorant will come to my tent, Not feeling what lies ahead of him. Drip-drip-drip - from the purse of the blockhead Drip grandmas in my pocket. Drip-drip-drip - from the purse of the blockhead Dripping large, Drip drip drip Drip grandmas in my pocket.
To the beginning
NUF-NUFA SONG(to the melody of the song "The sea spreads wide")I built an office under the shade of oaks, But all this is just for show. I want, in kind, for local goats Build a pyramid in the forest. A proven way to turn a business around, Mavrodi tested him. Until death, pah-pah, you can live happily With grandmas, and at large. Let the inhabitants of the forest walk in succession And they bring their contributions to the office. I will leave them with a nose in early spring, But that's how these suckers need to be. In vain the hedgehog is waiting for a huge percentage - This only happens in fairy tales. In financial games, an ordinary client It always hits grandmas. They will come for dismantling, but there is no office, Cry with the tears of a child... The trail dissipated in the spring mist The pig that inflated them.
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SECOND SONG NAF-NAFA(to the melody of the student song “In the French side…”)By the clear stream On the edge of the forest The center opened a shopping center, Lovely little animals. There are goods - "upper class", The boutiques are full. I have, friends, for you The doors are all open. Hey buddy don't yawn Buy what you need Open your wallet We will be glad to see you. Here I sit, looking at the plan - I study the diagram What else to build I think, I guess. Water gurgles in the stream Quiet and pleasant. Come in gentlemen You will be satisfied. I'm ready to serve everyone Indulge whims. You can even offer Striptease dancing. The restaurant has wine And on the court - a grid, And outside the casino door The roulette wheel is spinning. Hey buddy, not Julie Don't be afraid of the dachshund Leave your rubles Or better bucks.
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SONG OF THE WOLF(to the melody of the song "Varshavyanka")The Gray Wolf is not afraid of nothing, Well, the reason is clear to a hedgehog. The animals called me "orderly" I'm here in the forest, keeping order. I don't bluff Any bastard I'll find it everywhere Keep in mind! If there are spies in the forest, I will hand over this evil immediately Into the harsh paws of the forest law Or I'll cut it in half. I don't bluff Any bastard I will find everywhere And even in hell! In anger I am formidable, dangerous and terrible, I can beat everyone with my fist. The bandits will sit at the bucket In a cell with a strong iron lock.
To the beginning
THE SECOND SONG OF NIF-NIFA AND NUF-NUFA(to the tune of the song "Three Tankers")The walls are strong, there is nothing to fear, There are secure locks on the doors. The wolf will not be able to climb here, Will not bite off our patches. We'll sit in the house as long as necessary, We have enough acorns here for a year. Pigs, two cheerful brothers, They will survive the siege without worries. We have no reason to be afraid of the wolf, We'll put an eye on his tail! Even if you run out of ammo We have karate in stock. We are cool, brave guys And we also know a lot about showdowns. Pigs, two cheerful brothers, We are not afraid of a pure gray wolf.
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FINAL SONG(to the melody of E. Amiramov's song "Young") You, reader, guessed everything, What will be the final? But I didn't expect this You are the total. No, the Gray Wolf did not collapse With your head in boiling water Our author is not so cruel, Thank God. Eh, thank God. Crime in this story Won again And got into his ranks Guard of order. Is it a fairy tale or not Is it true or is it bullshit Who will give the correct answer? Here is the riddle. Hey, here's a riddle. Look around without fuss What do you see in life? Mafiosi and cops Everywhere together. And you can easily understand Where is the truth and where is the lie. Sing along with us This song. Uh, this song.
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You, little animals, along the edge It's better not to go And then our "guns" The skin may be damaged. Crazy pig-hooligan, Nice little guy and concrete he is, Cheerful and daring Yes, a purely future boar. 
After all, now we are together with my brother We can buy vodka. On a smooth forest path, Wiping sweat off my face Let's run into all the shoulder blades To the familiar porch. My brother and I will rush In the morning sunny, ringing And desperately rush Straight to the liquor store. Hey! We'll take two bottles And in addition a case of beer, And real shrimp And an orange for a snack. 
Here I sit, looking at the plan - I study the diagram What else to build I think, I guess. Water gurgles in the stream Fun and loud. Oh, will remember forever Piglet animals. 
I don't bluff Any bastard I will find everywhere And I'll take it out! Green Jelly - Three Little Pigs lyrics Lie down, children, on the side...
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 once, while he was playing chords,
The big gray wolf knocked on his door.
- Hey, piglet, let me in the house!
- 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 rastaman,
Ganja smoked, joints and hookah.
Puffed and blew all day long0201 But God saves the safe:
Built a house out of garbage
From cans of empty and old newspapers.
One day he sits, under the Marley bastard,
And here is a gray wolf on a huge Harley.
- Hey, piglet, let me in the house!
- 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 father was warmed by fame,
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 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 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 pigs could be heard.
"He's concrete!" they shouted,
And the most courageous at 02 called.
No wonder 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, right now I'll kick your ass" And our fairy tale comes to an end,
But if you want to listen for an encore,0201 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 .
