If I were a lion, a big bad lion,
With an impressive mighty roar,
I’d have no care as to who was there
Or who hid behind their door.
If I were a lion and the king of beasts,
I’d ferociously guard my pride -
And all who heard my roaring voice
Would run with fear and hide.
If I were a lion I’d wear a mane
To protect me when I fight -
And all my wives would bring me food
From kills made late at night.
If I were a lion, oh, if I were a lion - - -
But I’m only a human child -
And when I pretended that I was a lion
Well, my Daddy simply smiled.
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