Three Little Pigs (1933)
Wolf: I'm the Fuller Brush man. I'm working me way through college.
Practical Pig: You can play and laugh and fiddle / Don't think you can make me sore / I'll be safe and you'll be sorry / When the Wolf comes to your door.
Wolf: I'm a poor little sheep with no place to sleep. Please open the door and let me in.
Wolf: By the hair on your chinny-chin-chin, I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!
Fifer Pig: I build my house of straw / I build my house of hay / I toot my flute / I don't give a hoot / And play around all day.
Fiddler Pig: I build my house of sticks / I build my house of twigs / With a hey-diddle-diddle / I play on the fiddle / And dance all kinds of jigs.
Practical Pig: I build my house of stone / I build my house of bricks / I've had no chance / To sing and dance / 'Cause work and play don't mix.
Practical Pig: See? I told you what would happen / When that big wolf came around / Only bricks and stone are wolf-proof / Now, at last, you're safe and sound.