Dean Martin - Bet-i-cha

Deep in the dark jungles of Africa

There is a goddess the natives call Bet-I-Cha



Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha

(Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha)

It's a story that's told of a maid that never will fade

The tale of Bet-I-Cha

(Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha)

Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha

She's the song of delight in the night the natives will sing to you

Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha

The wise men say she's a spirit

Whose lover left long ago

But others say she's the music

Of lover's hearts all aglow
She may be moonlight so bright

Or soft winds sighin' at night

No matter where you may find her

She's one part close to your heart



Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha

(Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha, Bet-I-Cha)

It's a story that's told of a maid that never will fade

The tale of Bet-I-Cha



They sing of Bet-I-Cha

They sing of Bet-I-Cha

They sing of Bet-I-Cha

They sing of Bet-I-Cha