When Pigs Fly

By: Felix L. Perry

She said “I’ll take you back

when pigs learn how to fly”

She said “You broke my heart too often

Too many times you made me cry

She went and sold my pick up truck

She threw my old guitar in the trash

And this little old sow won’t learn to fly

I’m out in the cold freezing my asssss…

aaaaashes to ashes please

fly my chubby porker friend

She’s watching from the window

Things I’ve gone round the bend

I made your wings from baling wine

I glued each feather on with care

Please my little chubby porker friend

She even kept my beer…

baaarely can hold you up

You future breakfast snack

It’s only two feet off the ground

Why can’t you get the nack

Oh darn here come old Farmer John

I think he wants his old sow back

Ouch what’s that just hit me

My empty piggy bank I cry

I guess she wants my sorry ass back

For she sure taught that pig to fly