In a small village at the edge of the Forest

There lived a young girl dressed in red

When one day said her mother ‘Dear, visit your grandmother

She’s ill and in need of butter and bread’

Red Riding Hood, Red riding Hood

If only you knew

With ears as big as mountains

The Wolf is out to get you.

With basket in hand Red stepped onto the lane

With her Mother’s warning in mind

‘Don’t step off the path and don’t speak to strangers

Or there’ll be nothing left to find’

Red Riding Hood, Red riding Hood

If only you knew

With eyes as cold as ice,

The Wolf is out to get you.

All of a sudden a figure approached,

And said ‘I know a short cut, go this way instead’

Said Red ‘Thank you, how kind of you sir’

Never suspecting the wolf’s plan in his head.

Red riding hood, Red riding hood

If only you knew

With his nose all the better for smelling,

The Wolf is out to get you.

Red called for her Grandmother and stepped inside

But all was quiet but the figure on the bed

Who begged her to come closer

Red obeyed and staggered ahead.

Red riding Hood, Red riding Hood

If only you knew

With teeth as sharp as razors

The Wolf is out to get you

A feeling of dread came upon the sweet girl

But the wolf ate her whole

Her screams where quickly silenced

And Red was dead along with her soul

Red riding hood, Red riding hood

If only you knew

With his ears and his eyes, nose and his teeth

The Wolf was out to get you.

The morale of this story children

Is listen to your mother

Don’t stray off the path,

Or talk to another.