Wrapped in golden, grassy stalks
Prowls the tiger crimson bold.
Runs it fast and slow it walks
Through steamy plains and rivers cold.

Faster, Faster! Catch the prey!
Feast from dawn 'til end of day!
Flying, flying! 'Cross the ground!
Coming closer ev'ry bound!

Through the jungle darts a blur
Nothing halts its fury now!
Sunlight holds its golden fur
And day receives its savage growl!

Nearer, nearer! Comes the hunt!
Lags behind with weary grunt!
Soon to catch and to devour!
Sate the tiger's hungry power!

But just as prey meets with claw
Falls the tiger 'pon the spot,
Bleeding dead on jungle floor
Fallen due to hunter's shot!

Finished, finished! Hunt no more!
Left for dead on jungle floor!
Tiger proud and crimson bold!
Recall the hunt you had of old!