Baloo's Blues - Phil Harris

It’s a blue, blue jungle

Every vine every tree

Yes, it’s a blue, blue jungle

Not like it used to be

Because my little buddy

My little Mowgli’s far from me

And I got the misery

Oh, they civilized my man cub

Washed his face and combed his hair

(Sticky, gooey stuff… yeah)

They civilized my man cub

Gave him way-out clothes to wear

(No where)

They’re messin' with my Mowgli

And he would’ve made one swell bear

Oh, I’m on the road to ruin

Stewin' body night 'n' day

Yes, I’m just a broodin', brewin'

Stewin' while I’m turnin' gray

I’ve got to have my man cub

Gotta get him back here, right away

Some way

And if anyone tries to stop me

He better bring all the help he can

(Hear me talkin' to ya…)

I said if anybody tries to stop me

He gonna get a one way ticket

To the promise land

(I'm preachin' now)

'Cuz I’m gonna cave in his casaba

I’m gonna pull it off

And then lay it in his hands

I’ve got those sad about him

Can’t live without him

Balooo blues