House Of Singing Bamboo Lyrics - Sings & Remembers - Guy Mitchell

Got a place in the sun, 

A particular one, 

On a tropical avenue; 

Far away from it all, 

That I happily call 

The house of singing bamboo. 

On the windier days, 

Seems an orchestra plays 

On a musical breeze for you; 

Like a merry salute 

From a heavenly flute 

To the house of singing bamboo. 

So here I'll stay, nevermore to roam, 

From my new old-fashioned South Sea home. 

You don't have to count sheep, 

That's for "Little Bo Peep" 

You can sleep till the sun peeks through; 

You can dream any dream,