Old Woman and Pig Jean Ritchie

[Verse 1]
There was an old woman and she had a little pig, mm mm mm
There was an old woman and she had a little pig, mm mm mm
There was an old woman and she had a little pig
Didn't cost much 'cause it wasn't very big, mm mm mm

[Verse 2]
Now this little old woman kept the pig in the barn, mm mm mm
Now this little old woman kept the pig in the barn, mm mm mm
Now this little old woman kept the pig in the barn
The prettiest little thing she had on the farm, mm mm mm

[Verse 3]
Now this old woman fed the pig on clover, mm mm mm
Now this old woman fed the pig on clover, mm mm mm
This old woman fed the pig on clover
It laid down and died all over, mm mm mm

[Verse 4]
The little old woman she died of grief, mm mm mm
The little old woman she died of grief, mm mm mm
The little old woman she died of grief
Wasn't that a sad relief? Mm mm mm

[Verse 5]
The little old man he sobbed and sighed, mm mm mm
The little old man he sobbed and sighed, mm mm mm
The little old man he sobbed and sighed
Then he too laid down and died, mm mm mm