The Jungle

I may go and move to the jungle now

Way out in the woods

Yes, I think

I'll move to the jungle, people

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, I ain't doin' myself no good

I work hard everyday

From Monday to

Friday night

The wages that they pay me

I swear that they're very light

They take out a little for the state

A little more for

Uncle SamHow can

I ever catch up

And get myself out of this jam?

Yes, I think

I'll move to the jungle

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, I ain't doin' myself no good

I go to town on

SaturdayJust to pay my bills

I better make it early

Or the collector will come where

I liveI go to church on a

SundayI get on my knees to pray

Preacher takes up collection

And say, "Brother, what will you pay?"

I think I'll move to the jungle

Move way out in the woods

Yes, because the way things are here now

Well, I ain't doin' myself no good