Billy Pringle had a little pig,
When it was young it wasn't very big,
When it was old it lived in clover,
now it's dead and that's all over,
Billy Pringle he lay down & died,
Betty Pringle she lay down & cried.
So there was an end of one, two, three;
Billy Pringle he,
Betty Pringle she, and the
piggy wiggy wee.