Sing A Song For The Tragopan

Barbara Dickson

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When I spoke to him in china, the Tragopan said,
I don't wanna niggle, but I think I'll soon be dead.
If they chop down the trees I'll have nowhere to hide,
Along will come a hunter and he'll take me by surprise.

Let's sing a song for the Tragopan,
The pheasant who can't live without ease.
Don't let them chop down the trees that he'll need,
The tragopan can't live without leaves.

Last seen in China, the Tragopan said,
How would you feel if they took away your bed,
Closed up your garage and pulled out the phone,
Took away the deep freeze and left you all alone?

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Let's sing a song for the Tragopan,
The pheasant who can't live without ease.
Don't let them chop down the trees that he'll need,
The Tragopan can't live without leaves.

Let's sing a song for the Tragopan,
The pheasant who can't live without ease.
Don't let them chop down the trees that he'll need,
The Tragopan can't live without leaves.

Don't let them chop down the trees that he'll need,
The Tragopan can't live without leaves.

Don't let them chop down the trees that he'll need,
The Tragopan can't live without leaves

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