Lions Den

I find myself in a lions' den
 As a beggar with an outstretched hand
 I find myself in a western land
 Asking for bread
 From dishonest men
 Do not fear the lions' den
 You'll be brought up to your fathers' land
 And my cry is the longing of an ancient man
 To return to his promised land
 Going home again
 Out of this lions' den
 I find myself in a western trend
 Here I am, back again
 Winding 'round this lonesome bend
 As a stranger in a foreign land
 Do not fear the lions' den
 You'll be brought up to your fathers' land
 And my cry is the longing of an ancient man
 To return to his promised land
 Going home again
 Out of this lions' den
 Do not fear the lions' den
 You'll be brought up to your fathers' land
 And my cry is the longing of an ancient man
 To return to his promised land
 Going home again
 Out of this lions' den