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Corn Bread - Hal Singer Sextet

Written by：Dixon/Willie Dixon

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 livin' 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 jumpin' up and down

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

Like a bolt of light'ning 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 tryin' 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