Three, jolly little [bad word] round the meadow
The sun, is very very bright, leaving little shadows
One wears red
One wears green
Another one blue
Are they [bad word] 

Three, jolly little dwarfs, sitting on their toadstools
They're, such [bad word]  in their house so small
Sitting at home
Beard so long
Little short legs
Keeps them warm

Danger lurks
Late at night
But there's no one there in sight
But a sound
Or a light
Can turn their peace to fright

And the giant appears
And a deep noise fills their ears
And his footsteps shake the ground
And their little, house falls down

Three jolly little [bad word] round the meadow
The sun, is very very bright, leaving little shadows
One wears red
One wears green
One wears blue
Are they [bad word] 

Danger lurks
Late at night
But there's no one there in sight
But a sound
Or a light
Can turn their peace to fright

And the giant appears
And a deep noise fills their ears
And his footsteps shake the ground
And their little, house falls down