VERSE 1Down in the jungles lived a maidOf royal blood though dusky shade,A marked impression once she madeUpon a Zulu from Matabooloo;And ev’ry morning he would beDown underneath a bam boo tree,Awaiting there, his love to seeAnd then to her he’d sing:
CHORUSIf you lak a me, lak I lak a you,And we lak a both the same,I lak a say, this very day,I lak a change your name;‘Cause I love a you and love a you trueAnd if you a love a me,One live as two, two live as oneUnder the bamboo tree.If tree.
VERSE 2And in this simple jungle way,He wooed the maiden ev’ry day,By singing what he had to say;One day he seized her and gently squeezed her;And then beneath the bamboo green,He begged her to become his queen;The dusky maiden blushed unseenAnd joined him in his song.
CHORUS
VERSE 3This little story strange but true,Is often told in Mataboo,Of how this Zulu tried to wooHis jungle lady in tropics shady;Although the scene was miles away,Right here at home I dare to say,You’ll hear some Zulu ev’ry day,Gush out this soft refrain:
CHORU
