Big pig jig, there's a big pig jig in Georgia
Dance, dance, dance at the big pig jig in Georgia

Way down south in Dixie they dance the night away
Folks love to hear the mandolin and guitar pickers play
They quench their thirst on moonshine, the hog is on the spit
They carry on till early dawn because no one wants to quit

Big pig jig, there's a big pig jig in Georgia
Dance, dance, dance at the big pig jig in Georgia

Hound dogs are howling, running down the line
My old heart's a-calling for that little gal of mine
She's tall and she's pretty, blue eyes and golden hair
Going to the jamboree, I'm gonna meet her there

Big pig jig, there's a big pig jig in Georgia
Dance, dance, dance at the big pig jig in Georgia

Hear the banjo ringing through the Georgia Pine
Everyone is singing 'cause they know it's jigging time
Well, you take out the fiddle, and I'll rosin up the bow
Get up on that dance floor, give a holler let 'er go

Big pig jig, there's a big pig jig in Georgia
Dance, dance, dance at the big pig jig in Georgia

Big pig jig, there's a big pig jig in Georgia
Dance, dance, dance at the big pig jig in Georgia
At the big pig jig in Georgia
At the big pig jig in Georgia