walked through the forest,
three sad tigers
without a tail.
When the sun shines
we go out to hunt,
the tail will grow back
little tigers.
Three sad tigers
walked through the forest,
three sad tigers
without a tail.
When the sun shines
we go out to hunt,
the tail will grow back
little tigers.
In your heart
there's a little tiger,
it jumps and romps
and wags his tail.
But if the tiger
in your heart is sad,
you cry like a child
your tail will fall off.
Three sad tigers
walked through the forest,
three sad tigers
without a tail.
When the sun shines
we go out to hunt,
the tail will grow back
little tigers.