We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We hear the call of an old Jackal
Sitting in the Bundu now
And the warning word of the go-away bird
Sitting in the Bundu now
And we feel the breeze coming through the trees
Sitting in the Bundu now
And the sun that shines nearly all the time
Sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We see the land that's oh so grand
Sitting in the Bundu now
The hills and dales, the rivers and trails
Sitting in the Bundu now
And we taste camp food and it's mighty good
Sitting in the Bundu now
And the morning tea, and the night coffee
Sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We smell the air and it's oh so rare
Sitting in the Bundu now
And the trees and flowers of a world that's ours
Sitting in the Bundu now
Yes we hear and we feel and we taste and we see
Sitting in the Bundu now
And we all agree, that it's good to be
Sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now
We're sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu
Sitting in the Bundu now
We've come down from the cities and towns
And we're sitting in the Bundu now