Panda

(by G. Slick)
 He lives all alone but the bamboo forest knows him
 Now his land is taken by man he's got nowhere left to go
 When he used to roam through all of China's mountains
 It was his home--the only place he knows
 He was born on the mountain's Eastern side
 Where the sun brings the morning to the sky
 In the snow the human hunters hide
 A shot is heard but no one hears him cry
 Oh Panda Bear--my gentle friend
 I don't want to say goodby
 Oh Panda Bear--when will the killing end
 When will we see the light?
 He can feel the night, the last sunset is in his eyes
 They will carry him away, take his beauty for their prize
 Ah, but hunger would have come when the bamboo forest died
 Oh Panda Bear--you can't seem to win
 No matter how hard you try
 Oh Panda Bear--my gentle friend
 I don't want to say goodbye
 Now his body lies on the mountain's Western side
 He was sold to a man whose money has no pride
 Shining fur traded for gold but the price is too high
 His kind is almost gone He wants to survive
 He was born on the mountain's Eastern side
 Where the sun brings the morning to the sky
 If we will try to share that morning light
 We will find that we all have the right to life
 Oh Panda Bear--my gentle friend
 I don't want to say goodbye
 Oh Panda Bear--when will the killing end
 When will we get it right?
 Panda