Jefferson Airplane

(by G. Slick)
He lives all alone but the bamboo forest knows him
Now his land is taken by man he's got nowhere left to go
When he used to roam through all of China's mountains
It was his home--the only place he knows
He was born on the mountain's Eastern side
Where the sun brings the morning to the sky
In the snow the human hunters hide
A shot is heard but no one hears him cry
Oh Panda Bear--my gentle friend
I don't want to say goodby
Oh Panda Bear--when will the killing end
When will we see the light?
He can feel the night, the last sunset is in his eyes
They will carry him away, take his beauty for their prize
Ah, but hunger would have come when the bamboo forest died