It's the place for me.
Gee, but it's great to be takin' the sun in and to roam the spaces wide.
It's the place for me this is the stuff.
To stretch out under a canopy of stars studding the velvet softness of the night.
To sleep in the peace and quiet of the woods.
The stillness of the night descends like a sheltering veil.
All nature sleeps.
Bongo felt as stiff as a board and as cranky as an old bear.
Bongo was discouraged.
A fine kind of bear he'd turned out to be!
He didn't even know how to act like a bear.
This rough, rugged stuff wasn't for him.
Especially on an empty stomach.
Bongo thought, this is just too good to be true!
I'm either hungry or I'm still dreamin'.
I'm awake! It must be true.
Oh, this is much better than dreamin'!
This must be heaven.
It can't be real!
It's just too good to be true.
But let me go right on dreamin', as long as I'm with you.
I can't believe it's real
I really see I never knew