Jiggy Jiggy Bum - Woody Guthrie

I walked out on a sagebrush hill

Thought I’d find me a hog to kill

I heard a big squeal and up jumped one

I pulled my trigger and drug him home

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

Tied my rope around his feet

Swung him up and the meal did bleed

Middle of the night the gray wolf come

Take his wife and family some

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

Grab my gun and run to the hill

Standing up around the old wind mill

I says, «Gray wolf, if you come to steal

I’ll slit your belly and hang you by the heels»

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

«Old Mr. Ranchman,"the gray wolf said

«My eleven little babies are starving dead»

I said, «Gray wolf, I’m troubled myself

'Cause I’ve got a wife and children twelve»

And the old gray wolf made the big run

Made me jump and I dropped my gun

Took my gun and throwed it in the well

Durn the old gray wolf’s soul to hell

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

Well, the old gray wolf run back to the mill

Seen my hog a-hanging by his heels

Filled up his belly from the puddle of blood

Then he grabbed my hog and struck for home

Well I tore for my house and I woke my kids

Told my wife what the gray wolf did

And the old lady hollered and the kids they yelled

They lit out over the gray wolf’s trail

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

'Fore daylight we trailed him home

In a great big cave where the batses roam

Sent my wife and children in

I waited outside in the northern wind

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

First out flew the gray wolf’s nose

Then out flew its Sunday clothes

Then out sailed its hair and hide

And then out come my kids and wife

Everybody had a sandwich in his hand

Every girl had a slice of Virginia ham

My wife had a hambone slick and long

We slipped and slid the whole road home

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run

Well we got home, jumped in bed

Pulled the covers over our head

We laughed at that wolf and licked the bone

And this is the last of wild hog’s song

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

Hey piggy, run, run

Jiggy, jiggy, bum, bum

And a hey piggy, run