Hank the Pig

Hank the pig had a heart of gold

With a belly so round and a story untold

He roamed the farm like a country king

Oinkin’ his tune like a bell would ring

Oh Hank oh Hank where’d you go

Mud on your snout and dreams to show

Rolling in the dirt like you own the land

Hank the pig with a farmer’s tan

He loved the apples from the orchard’s shade

Stole a pie once but he never paid

The chickens clucked but Hank just grinned

He was a rebel with a porcine spin

And when the moonlight hit the barn

Hank would dance like a rural star

Oh Hank oh Hank where’d you go

Mud on your snout and dreams to show

Rolling in the dirt like you own the land

Hank the pig with a farmer’s tan

He’s not just bacon he’s a friend indeed

With a tail that curls like a fiddle’s lead

Hank’s got charm you can’t resist

A pig with swagger and a twist