It would be nice if you had a little more to go on but what I could mentioning cannibals were these: We actually sing the first one every now and then. I think it was popular on College Campuses in the 40's, 50's. UNDER THE BAMBOO TREE aka THE CANNIBAL KING Oh, the cannibal king With the big nose ring Fell in love with a dusky maid And every night in the pale moon light Across the bay he sail He hugged and kiss his pretty little miss Under the bamboo tree And every night Under the pale moonlight Sounded like this to me... Bah ump, bah ump boom du di oddy eh Bah ump, bah ump boom du di oddy eh
Oh, the cannibal king With the big nose ring Bought a ring for his dusky maid And then that night By the pale moonlight Across the bay he sailed He placed the band upon her hand And promised he'd be true And then that night In the pale moonlight They sat and pitched the woo Oh, the cannibal king Went out on a fling Without his dusky maid And then that night By the pale moonlight Across the bay she sailed In her hand she carried a gun The bullets made of lead And then that night By the pale moonlight She went and shot him dead Bah ump bang, bang bah ump bang bang Bomm du di oddy eh Bah ump, bang, bang bah ump bang, bang Boom du di oddy eh
We'll build a bungalow Big enough for two Big enough for two my darling Big enough for two And when we marry Happy we'll be Under the bamboo tree. If you be M-I-N-E mine I'll be T-H-I-N-E thine And I'll L-O-V-E love you All the T-I-M-E time You are the B-E-S-T best Of all the R-E-S-T rest And I'll L-O-V-E love you All the T-I-M-E time Just like a L-A-R-K lark Out in the P-A-R-K park I will K-I-S-S kiss you In the D-A-R-K dark You are the B-E-S-T best Of all the R-E-S-T rest And I'll L-O-V-E love you All the T-I-M-E time.
A CANNIBAL MAID AND HER HOTTENTOT BLADE A cannibal maid and her Hottentot blade They met in a rocky defile And a gay eagle plume was his only costume While she was dressed in a smile Together they strolled as his passions he told In thrilling and tremulous mein She had murmured the word, when a war whoop was heard And a rival burst out on the scene "Twas a savage Zulu to the trysting place drew Demanding his cannibal bride But the Hottentot said, with a toss of his head "I'll have your degenerate hide" So the Hottentot flew at the savage Zulu And the Zulu he flew at the blade Together they vied with their strength and their pride As they fought for the cannibal maid She perched on a stone with her shapely shinbone Clasped in her long twining arms And watched the blood fly with a love laden eye As the warriors fought for her charms Oh,the purple blood flows from the Hottentot's nose And the Zulu is struck by the blade As together they vied with their strength and their pride And they died for the cannibal maid She made a fine stew of the savage Zulu And she scrambled the Hottentot's brains Twas a dainty menu when the cooking was through And she dined from her lover's remains Oh, the savage Zulu and the Hottentot, too, Are asleep in a cannibal tomb The three were made one--my story is done And the maiden walked off in the gloom.
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