A Lion In the Jungle

The day is open
 The night is closing it's doors
 And somewhere in the jungle
 A lion stretches out and roars
 On a dirty street, in a tenement house
 A man unwraps himself from a dainty dainty sheet
 And he opens his eyes and hates the bright sunrise
 Somewhere in the jungle
 A man cuts his way through the people and the bush
 And the civilized cement
 Whoa, yes he does
 Don't ask me where I am going
 But, after I'm gonе
 Glad lady, dear lady, won't you tell em
 Tеll em your boy just went
 Take off, lock up the door tonight
 Keep the sunshine in
 While somewhere in the jungle
 I listen to the wild go again
 I'm gonna go down south
 And ask the boss man for a clean cut sack
 Ah yes so I can pick the little white ball
 And bring em
 Bring em all right back