In a village far away, where the trees are tall and green,
Lived a girl named Little Red, the sweetest you've ever seen.
With her basket full of treats, she'd skip along the way,
To her grandma's cozy cottage, where she'd visit every day.
Little Red Riding Hood, skipping through the wood,
With a smile so bright, everything's all right.
But beware, my dear, for the wolf is near,
So hold on tight, in the pale moonlight.
One day as she strolled, beneath the sunny sky,
A wolf with cunning eyes, stopped her with a lie.
"Where are you off to, little one?" he grinned with glee,
"To grandma's house," she said, "with treats for her and me."
Little Red Riding Hood, skipping through the wood,
With a smile so bright, everything's all right.
But beware, my dear, for the wolf is near,
So hold on tight, in the pale moonlight.
Through the woods they went, with the wolf at her side,
Little Red unaware, of the danger she'd abide.
But Grandma's love was strong, and her cottage wasn't far,
She'd soon be safe and sound, under Grandma's loving star.
Little Red Riding Hood, skipping through the wood,
With a smile so bright, everything's all right.
But beware, my dear, for the wolf is near,
So hold on tight, in the pale moonlight.
Little Red Riding Hood, skipping through the wood,
With a smile so bright, everything's all right.
But beware, my dear, for the wolf is near,
So hold on tight, in the pale moonlight.