Now this is a story I swear it's true
All about Mad Jack and Argungu
Mad Jack was nobody's fool
Sittin' in back keepin' cool
The kids ran out as Jack passed by
Throwin' mints with a twinkle in his eye
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Keep on truckin', ridin' on thru
Keep on Heading-Argungu
Kept his wheels an' he kept his head
Kept his tiger, black, white and red
Black, white and red, that's what I said
He kept his tiger, black, white and red
The crowds all cheered at his strange machine
Flashing thru the bush with his racing team
With his map and his tiger in the back
Argungu Jack was the first one back
(Chorus)
Now I'll tell the tale it really is true
All about Mad Jack and Argungu
Four days, three nights thru bush and trees
Boulders and rocks, Mad Jack and his crew
Beat the lot to Argungu
The Flying Dutchman, the Flying Scot
And Snob Goblin eighteen tried all they'd got
Making way for no one, they just had to win
To beat Mad Jack, his friends and crew
And be the first to Argungu
Thirteen vehicles died the very first day
And a poor old donkey flew away
And an eagle and umpteen goats
And various quadrupeds met their match
Meeting man-made metal monsters
It just didn't do
They couldn't beat Jack to Argungu
Bomber Bombadini went backwards up a tree
How he got there it's a mystery to me
The Flying Dutchman, the Scot and eighteen
Got stuck in the sand and when they got free
Went three ways thru a village
Chasing me to Argungu
Thru the hot hazy Hamatan
And the cold windy nights
The remaining few madmen blazed their lights
And I lost a wheel I would've won, too
But where others had failed Mad Jack he came thru
He kept his wheels and he kept his head
And he kept his tiger, black, white and red
And to my great surprise Mad Jack and his crew
Took the prize at Argungu
The tiger as it happens
Was a lion
All about Mad Jack and Argungu
Mad Jack was nobody's fool
Sittin' in back keepin' cool
The kids ran out as Jack passed by
Throwin' mints with a twinkle in his eye
(Chorus:)
Keep on truckin', ridin' on thru
Keep on Heading-Argungu
Kept his wheels an' he kept his head
Kept his tiger, black, white and red
Black, white and red, that's what I said
He kept his tiger, black, white and red
The crowds all cheered at his strange machine
Flashing thru the bush with his racing team
With his map and his tiger in the back
Argungu Jack was the first one back
(Chorus)
Now I'll tell the tale it really is true
All about Mad Jack and Argungu
Four days, three nights thru bush and trees
Boulders and rocks, Mad Jack and his crew
Beat the lot to Argungu
The Flying Dutchman, the Flying Scot
And Snob Goblin eighteen tried all they'd got
Making way for no one, they just had to win
To beat Mad Jack, his friends and crew
And be the first to Argungu
Thirteen vehicles died the very first day
And a poor old donkey flew away
And an eagle and umpteen goats
And various quadrupeds met their match
Meeting man-made metal monsters
It just didn't do
They couldn't beat Jack to Argungu
Bomber Bombadini went backwards up a tree
How he got there it's a mystery to me
The Flying Dutchman, the Scot and eighteen
Got stuck in the sand and when they got free
Went three ways thru a village
Chasing me to Argungu
Thru the hot hazy Hamatan
And the cold windy nights
The remaining few madmen blazed their lights
And I lost a wheel I would've won, too
But where others had failed Mad Jack he came thru
He kept his wheels and he kept his head
And he kept his tiger, black, white and red
And to my great surprise Mad Jack and his crew
Took the prize at Argungu
The tiger as it happens
Was a lion