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 I’ll stay Never more to roam From my new old fashioned South Sea home
You don’t have to count sheep That’s 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 Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.