I don't want to kill my China pig
No I don't
A man's gotta live
A man's gotta eat
A man's gotta have shoes to walk out on the street
I don't want to kill my China pig
Eli, he was a baby, I want you to see
I don't want to kill my China pig
Well I used to go to school
With a little red box
And I used to have my pig go with me
We walked for blocks
I don't want to kill my China pig
His tail curls five times in a circle 'round
It's glazed
He's got a slot in his back, flowers grow
My China pig be a, quite a show
I don't want to kill my China pig
Woe, no
My China pig
I got him by the snout
And I takes him by the cuff
And I whipped out my fork
And I poked at him
Three hairs laid, out on my floor
I remember my China pig
I fed the neighborhood
It was a big neighborhood
A lot of people liked my pig
One little girl used to put her fingers in his snout
I put a fork in his back
I didn't want to kill my China pig

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Writer(s): Don Van Vliet