down in the jungles lived a maid of royal blood though dusky shade a marked impression once she made upon a zulu from matabooloo and every morning he would be down underneath the bamboo tree a waitin there his love to see and then to her he d sing to her he d sing if you like a me like i like a you and we like a both the same i like a say this very day i like a change your name cause i love a you and lov a you true and if you a love a me one live as two two live as one under the bamboo tree