In the jungle, big and wild,Lives a lion, fierce and mild.
With a roar that shakes the trees, He's the king of all he sees.
With a mane that's golden brown, He's the bravest in the town.
But when he's feeling kind and sweet, He'll let his little cubs come near and meet.
So let's all give a mighty cheer, For the lion, king of the year.
And when we see him on the prowl, We'll bow our heads and give a growl!