Don't You Hear Those Lions Roar?
1.
He makes his home  a jungle den,
He feeds on meat and also men;
King of beasts, he kills and preys,
He's the lord of the forest,
'Til he ends his days,
Raring, he bites 'em!
Snarling, he fights 'em!
Monarch of all he surveys.

CHORUS
Don't you hear those Lions roar?
Don't you hear those Lions roar?
You can hear them roaring every week,
As they feed and growl for more. (Rah!Rah!Rah!)
You should hear those Lions roar,
Their snarling, rumbling  roar,--So, roar, Lions!
Bite 'em! Bite 'em! Bite 'em!
Don't you hear those Lions, hear those Lions,
Hear those Lions roar!

2.
A jungle queen is now his bride,
A tawny mate lies by his side,
Cubs they raise fifteen or more,
Whom he fills a-plenty with the jungle lore,
Growling, he rambles! Midst bloody shambles,
Ready now for peace or war. (Chorus)

Lions Marching Song
1.
Lions all in fellowship united;
In one bond of brotherhood we stand;
To the cause of helpfulness we're plighted,
Everywhere you go throughout the land.
"Liberty in all things" is our watchword,
And we make Integrity our aim;
For our nation's safety we are working,
Through those principles we name, So

CHORUS
Roar, Lions and boost the cause along;
Roar, Lions, five hundred thousand strong;
Roar Lions, to fight against the wrong,
The Lions Club will stand together.

2.
Lions, all our duty lies before us,
Many tasks await our helping hand;