King. The lonely Lion
I’m regal and I’m royal, I’m the KING OF BEASTS it’s true;
In fact I reign quite loudy over Glen Oak Zoo.
My name is King.
My ancestral home is the African plains, the tall grass bush country.
But I was born here at Glen Oak Zoo and roam a cage for three.
This is my fling.
I’ve grown old and wise with time, and now I sit and stare
At the many children who come to see a lion in his lair.
My name is King.
I’m a bit sad and lonely too, for Maggie, my lifetime mate
Has left this life, and me, alone; now I sit and wait.
Lonely song I sing.