The Jungle King (05-01-47) - Cab Calloway

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

I found out you ain’t a doggone thing

Said the monkey to the lion on the bright summer day

«There's a big, bad cat living down the way

He talked about your folks in a heck of a way

A lot of other things I’m afraid to say»

The lion jumps up all full of rage

Like a Harlem cat that’s blown his gauge

He meets the elephant in the front of the tree

He says, «Now big boy, it’s you or me»

The Elephant looks him from the corner of his eyes

«You better find someone to fight your size»

The lion jumps up and makes a fancy pass

But the Elephant knocks him over in the grass

They fought all night and they fought all day

I don’t know how the lion, well he got away

He come back through the jungle more dead than alive

And that’s when the monkey really started his jive

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

I found out you ain’t a doggone thing

Well, he waked up his temper when he jumping up and down

And his foot missed the limb and his head hit the ground

Like a bolt of lightening and a streak of heat

The lion was on him with all four feet

But the monkey looks up from the corner of his eye

Says, «Now Mr. Lion, I apologize»

The monkey on his back, studies up a scheme

He’s trying to trick that jungle king

«Be bad with me, I wish you would

I’d tear you up all over the wood»

The lion jumps up, squares off for a fight

But the monkey jumped completely out of sight

«So if you bother me again

I’ll turn you over to my elephant friend»

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

You call yourself the jungle king

I found out you ain’t a doggone thing