House Of Singing Bamboo
Written by:  A. Freed / H. Warren / J. Carroll

Got a place in the sun
A particular one
On a tropical avenue
Far away from it all
That I happily call
The house of singing bamboo
On the windier days
Seems an orchestra plays
On a musical breeze for you
Like a merry salute
From a heavenly flute
To the house of singing bamboo

So here Iíll stay
Never more to roam
From my new old fashioned
South Sea home

You donít have to count sheep
Thatís for little Bo Peep
You can sleep til the sun peeks through
You can dream and dream
For you know that your dreams come true
When you live in a house
In a house of singing bamboo

Submitted by Katie

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