Franklin Bombadilla Life song lyrics

Daddy's in the jungle by the coconut tree,

Momma wanted milk for her red Indian tee.

Children read aloud from an old Edgar Rice,

Grandma knits a sweater wanna try it for size.

Loves a holiday! Loves to get away!

And a lucky parrot cries:

Bomb! bomb! bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb bomb! bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb Bomb Bomb! Bomb Bombadilla Life!

Bomb Bomb Bomb! Bomb Bombadilla Life!

As the sky let's down all her night on the camp,

Daddy's face looks funny in the light form the lamp.

Grandma knows a tune that she hummes in the tent,

A little orphan song from a strange orient.

Children all ears, momma takes to tears.

And this is how is went:

Bomb Bomb Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb Bomb Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Love! Love! Love!

Listen to the drum playing in the jungle

Love! Love! Love!

Oooooohhhh!

Save me

Bomb Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Daddy hears the sound of a dark distant drum,

Granny says he's had to the much dark navy rum.

All the children laugh as they make it for bed,

Momma looks amazed like an old knucklehead.

She can hear it to, end if it all is true?

This is what they said:

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bomb! Bombadilla Life!