Lone White Wolf - Crookers, Tim Burgess

I am the cold, lone white wolf

I’m coming to eat your little kids

Left 3 pigs at the side of the road

I could not let them scream

I’ll huff and I’ll puff

Then I blow your house down

If you do not let me in

But I could not fit you all into my mouth

Oh I could not fit you all into my mouth

I am the old, lone black bear

I’m coming to eat your little kids

I left my fish at the side of the road

I would not let them swim

I’ll huff and I’ll puff

Then I blow your house down

If you will not let me in

Oh I could not fit you all into my mouth

Oh I could not fit you all into my mouth

I am the cold, lone white wolf

I’m coming to eat your little kids

Left 3 pigs at the side of the road

I could not let them scream

I’ll huff and I’ll puff

Then I blow your house down

If you do not let me in

Left 3 pigs at the side of the road

I could not let them scream

I’ll huff and I’ll puff

Then I blow your house down

If you do not let me in