Hunting Tigers Out In “Indiah”

With big hungry tigers table manners have no place
Dear dear dear no
Dear dear dear no
Dear dear oh dear no

After they have eaten you they never say their grace
Dear dear dear no
Dear dear dear no
Dear dear oh dear no

Hunting tigers can be ripping fun
Like three blind mice, see the hunters run

Hunting tigers out in Indiah
Out in, out in, out in Indiah
Yah!

You all know how beastly tigers are
Out in, out in, out in Indiah

They bite, they scratch
They make an awful fuss
It’s no use stroking them
And saying Puss, puss, puss.

Oh,
Hunting tigers out in Indiah
Out in, out in, out in Indiah
Yah!

They bite, they scratch
They make an awful fuss
It’s no use stroking them
And saying Puss, puss, puss.

Oh,
Hunting tigers out in Indiah
Out in, out in, out in Indiah
Yah!

I say J.O, it’s jolly frightening out here.
Nonsense, dear boy, you should be like me.
But look at you, you’re shaking all over!
Shaking, you silly goose, I’m just doing the Watusi, that’s all!

Tigers don’t go out on rainy nights
They’ve no need to whet their appetites

Hunting tigers out in Indiah
Out in, out in, out in Indiah
Yah!