In the rolling hills where the sheep did roam,
There lurked a wolf who wanted a new home.
He donned a disguise, a sheep's fleece so neat,
To blend in with the flock, to feast and to greet.
It's the Woolly Wolf Shuffle, sneaky and sly,
Underneath that wool, he's a crafty guy.
In the meadow he'll roam, with a sheepish grin,
But watch out, little sheep, it's a wolf within!
Through the moonlit nights and the sunny days,
The wolf strutted 'round in his woolly haze.
But deep down inside, his stomach would growl,
For sheep, not grass, was his true prowl.
It's the Woolly Wolf Shuffle, sneaky and sly,
Underneath that wool, he's a crafty guy.
In the meadow he'll roam, with a sheepish grin,
But watch out, little sheep, it's a wolf within!
There lurked a wolf who wanted a new home.
He donned a disguise, a sheep's fleece so neat,
To blend in with the flock, to feast and to greet.
It's the Woolly Wolf Shuffle, sneaky and sly,
Underneath that wool, he's a crafty guy.
In the meadow he'll roam, with a sheepish grin,
But watch out, little sheep, it's a wolf within!
Through the moonlit nights and the sunny days,
The wolf strutted 'round in his woolly haze.
But deep down inside, his stomach would growl,
For sheep, not grass, was his true prowl.
It's the Woolly Wolf Shuffle, sneaky and sly,
Underneath that wool, he's a crafty guy.
In the meadow he'll roam, with a sheepish grin,
But watch out, little sheep, it's a wolf within!