Verse1: I was laying low in my shack deep in the woods in Tennessee one day than I
Heard a squealing and crash sound like something breaking away. Went outside what this is, it's my big black pig he done broke out the pin way he live.
CHROUS: Run black pig run run! Run black pig run run! You better run fast cause I'm right on your path. Run black pig run run! Run black pig run run!
Verse2: Had to run in the house real quick get my rope, whip, got my gun on my hip.Dat black pig done gain some ground by now, but he keep making that squealing sound cause he to stupid to know I'm behind him now. Got bout a quarter mile smelled an odor dat was real foul then me and dat pig locked eyes. He took off like a running back from the scrimmage line.
CHORUS:
Verse3: Once again that pig is in the wind didn't even get a chance to grab my rope to haul him in. I'm mad at this point make no mistake, and only thing I'm thinking about is bacon. If I catch dat pig he gonn'a lose his life he better be running all night. Now I'm closer to that pig I ever been I'm twirling my rope around bout to bring him in. Next thing I know a cliff coming up if that pig fall he gonn'a be messed up. I stopped just in time, but the pig was running to fast to slow down. Off the edge he went, I swore up and down that was it. Looked over the cliff it was just a six feet drop, man that pig was still tarrin out.
CHROUS:
Verse4: A week went pass I'm out in the yard burning trash my black pig return home at last. I'm no longer mad, and he looks real sad, I guess you can only run for so long into you won't to come home.
CHROUS: