The Jungle Book (Musical)

The Jungle Book (Musical)

Contact Us to Use The Jungle Book Music

We would LOVE to have you use Cathy Neff's music for The Jungle Book.

Performing Groups: If you would like to use this music in a performance setting, please contact us to discuss venue and use to determine a modest royalty. (Really modest.)

Teachers: For non-performance use, we allow teachers to use these songs in their classrooms to teach "The Jungle Book" at the same low price as our other sheet music. Please contact us with your school information and we'll give you access.

 

The Jungle Book
Books by: Rudyard Kipling
Music by: Cathy Neff

This musical adaptation by Cathy Neff is taken directly from the original works by British author, Rudyard Kipling:  The Jungle Book, 1894; The Second Jungle Book,  1895;  All the Mowgli Stories, 1933.   These are collections of short stories that tell the story of Mowgli, a young "man-cub," who was raised by wolves in the jungles of India.

Rudyard Kipling included many poems, even labeling some as "songs," in his original Jungle Book stories. Cathy used many of these poems verbatim as lyrics for these songs, i.e. Maxims of Baloo and Thou and I.  Some of the poems were adapted, for length or other considerations, i.e. Law of the Jungle and Road-Song of the Bandar-Log.  In addition, some of the songs in this collection, such as The Lock that Freed Me and Tangle Tango, were inspired by the stories, and take phrases from the prose, but the lyrics are actually written by Cathy herself.

Originally written as a musical for children's theatre, these pieces are ideal for either stage, dance, or classroom interpretations of The Jungle Book. Don't miss the chance to live the tale as told by Rudyard Kipling himself.

The recordings found here are intended for reference only, and are not professional recordings. If you are interested in performing any of these works commercially, please contact us for details.

 

  • Chil the Kite

    Chil the Kite is a setting of Kipling's poem, "Night Song in the Jungle." This high energy piece is perfect for the opening number of a musical, or to get an audience or class' attention.

  • Lyrics

    Chil the Kite

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    Chil the kite
    Brings home the night
    That Mang the bat
    Sets free.
    The herds are shut
    In byre and hut
    For loosed 'til dawn
    Are we.

    This is the hour of pride and power,
    Talon and teeth and claw.
    This is the hour of pride and power,
    Talon and teeth and claw.
    Oh, hear the call! Good hunting all
    That keep the Jungle Law!
    Oh, hear the call! Good hunting all
    That keep the Jungle Law!

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  • Credits

    Rudyard Kipling image copyright by New Amsterdam Book Co. [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
    Piano, vocal: Cathy Neff

  • Maxims of Baloo

    Maxims of Baloo, a setting of the poem of the same name, is advice from the kindly bear, Baloo, to his man-cub, Mowgli. A playful look at the do's and don'ts of the Jungle.

     

  • Lyrics

    Maxims of Baloo

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    His spots are the joy of the Leopard:
    His horns are the Buffalo's pride.
    Be clean, for the strength of the hunter
    Is known by the gloss of his hide.

    If you find that the bullock can toss you,
    Or the heavy-browed Sambhur can gore:
    Ye need not stop work to inform us:
    We knew it ten seasons before.

    Oppress not the cubs of the stranger,
    But hail them as Sister and Brother,
    For though they are little and fubsy,
    It may be the Bear is their mother.

    "There is none like to me" says the man cub
    In the pride of his earliest kill;
    But the Jungle is large and the Cub he is small.
    Let him think and be still.

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  • Tangle Tango

    Tangle Tango is a show-stopping slithery tango of snakes. It is available in two versions: a longer solo for Kaa the python, or a shorter duet between Kaa and the Cobra in the story "The King's Ankus." The two versions can also be combined as needed. A crowd favorite.

     

  • Lyrics

    Tangle Tango

    Text: Cathy Neff
    Music: Cathy Neff

    SOLO VERSION: (longer version)
    In the middle of the night,
    Or the middle of the day,
    Something often comes along,
    And listens to my song,
    And he never gets away.

    It has happened once or twice,
    Something really very nice
    Has chanced to come along
    And listen to my song
    But they never hear it twice.

    - - -
    *It's the tangle tango.
    Come and dance with me.
    Just my little song;
    It won't take that long,
    Just you wait and see.

    It's the tangle tango.
    Come and dance with me.
    You just can't resist,
    Just my little twist,
    Just you wait and see.
    - - -

    You have come into my lair,
    And you want my things to share,
    But I guard them very well,
    No one ever lives to tell,
    And no one seems to care.*

    You know it's useless to resist the tangle tango.
    You see it's time for you to come and dance with me!
    (dance)*

    And now it's time for me to end the tangle tango.
    The time has come for you to dine with me.
    - - - - - - - - - - - -

    DUET VERSION (shorter version)
    COBRA: You have come into my lair,
    And you want my things to share,
    But I guard them very well,
    No one ever lives to tell,
    And no one seems to care.

    KAA:It has happened once or twice,
    Something really very nice
    Has chanced to come along
    And listen to my song
    But they never hear it twice.

    - - -
    BOTH:
    *It's the tangle tango.
    Come and dance with me.
    Just my little song;
    It won't take that long,
    Just you wait and see.

    It's the tangle tango.
    Come and dance with me.
    You just can't resist,
    Just my little twist,
    Just you wait and see.
    - - -

    (dance)*

    BOTH: The time has come for me to end the tangle tango.
    The time has come for you to dine with me. Ss-ss-ss.

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  • Monkey Song

    The Monkey Song (Road-Song of the Bandar-Log) is another show-stopping favorite. It cleverly depicts both the staccato jumping and legato swinging of the monkeys. Can be used as a solo or chorus number.

     

  • Lyrics

    The Monkey Song

    (Road-Song of the Bandar-Log)

    Lyrics: Rudyard Kipling, ad. Cathy Neff
    Music: Cathy Neff

    Here we go in a flung festoon,
    Half-way up to the jealous moon!
    Now you're angry but...Never mind!
    Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

    Here we sit in a branchy row,
    Thinking of beautiful things we know.
    Now we're going to...Never mind!
    Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!

    Then come join our leaping lines that scumfish through the pines,
    That rocket by where, light and high, the wild-grape swings.
    By the rubbish in our wake, and the noble noise we make,
    Be sure, be sure, we're going to do some splendid things!

    All the talk we have ever heard
    Uttered by beast, or bat, or bird...
    Let's pretend that we're...Never mind!
    Brother thy tail hangs down behind.

    This is the way of the monkey kind!

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  • Thou and I

    Thou and I is a beautiful art-song flavored piece with rich luscious harmonies. It tells the story of would-be enemies turned comrades by a drought, or "Water Truce." A wonderful look at the sameness in all of us.

     

  • Lyrics

    Thou and I

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    The stream is shrunk - the pool is dry,
    And we be comrades, thou and I;
    With fevered jowl and dusty flank
    Each jostling each along the bank;

    And by one drouthy fear made still,
    Foregoing thought of quest or kill.
    Now 'neath his dam the fawn may see
    The lean Pack-wolf as cowed as he,

    And the tall buck, unflinching, note
    The fangs that tore his father's throat.
    The pools are shrunk - the stream is dry,
    And we be playmates, thou and I.

    Till yonder could - Good Hunting! - loose
    The rain that breaks our Water Truce,
    The pools are shrunk - the stream is dry,
    And we be playmates, thou and I.

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  • Law of the Jungle

    Law of the Jungle is a wonderfully versatile chorus or solo number that captures the rhythm, the sounds, and the feel of the jungle. Lyrics are adapted from the poem of the same name.

     

  • Lyrics

    Law of the Jungle

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    *This is the Law of the Jungle,
    This is the Law of the Pack.
    This is the Law of the Jungle,
    This is the Law of the Pack.
    This is the Law of the Jungle and Pack.

    Now, this is the Law of the Jungle,
    As old and as true as the sky;
    And the Wolf that keeps it may prosper,
    But the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

    Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip;
    Drink deeply, but never too deep;
    And remember the night is for hunting,
    And forget not the day is for sleep.*

    The Jackal may follow the Tiger,
    But, Cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
    Remember the wolf is a hunter,
    Go forth and get food of thine own.

    Keep peace with the Lords of the Jungle
    The tiger, the panther, the bear;
    And trouble not Hathi the Silent,
    And mock the Boar in his lair.*

    As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk,
    The Law runneth forward and back,
    For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and
    The strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

    This is the Law of the Jungle,
    This is the Law of the Pack.
    Obey!

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  • Little Hunter

    Little Hunter, adapted from Kipling's Poem, The Song of the Little Hunter, is a rich and luscious lullaby of the Jungle, full of stirring melodies and harmonies. A beautiful setting of this poem that teaches the young Hunter to respect Fear.

     

  • Lyrics

    Little Hunter

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    Ere the moon has climbed the mountain,
    Ere the rocks are ribbed with light,
    When the downward trails are dank and drear,

    On thy knees and draw the bow now;
    Bid the shrilling arrow go;
    In the empty thicket plunge the spear.
    Fear, O Little Hunter, this is Fear.

    Through the war-gongs of the thunder,
    Rings a voice more loud than all;
    Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear.

    Now the lightening shows each boulder,
    Now the lightening shows each leaf.
    See thy beating heart is what you hear.
    Fear, O Little Hunter, this is Fear.

    Fear not, Little Hunter, do not fear.

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  • The Lock That Freed Me

    The Lock that Freed Me is adapted from Kipling's poem, The Outsong and prose found in the stories themselves about the life history of Bagheera the Panther, who was born in captivity in the King's palace. This powerfully moving piece explores finding inner strength, and the irony that sometimes it is the locks in our lives that actually free us. This can be sung as a solo, or as a duet with Mowgli at the end.

     

  • Lyrics

    The Lock that Freed Me

    Text: Rudyard Kipling, ad. Cathy Neff
    Music: Cathy Neff

    I was born in a cage where my mother died
    In the palace of the king.
    I was fed through the bars of that iron cage;
    Just a plaything for the king!
    Until one day I knew deep down who I was;
    The panther that was me.
    With a blow from my paw, I broke off the lock,
    And finally I was free.

    By the lock that freed me,
    By the lock am I set free.
    By the broken lock that free me
    I am free to be what I must be.

    That is why I answered
    When I heard Akela call.
    You were like a brother,
    So helpless and so small.
    And now your own kind needs you.
    You can hear the call of kin.
    And the very lock that freed me
    Is about to free again.

    By the lock that freed me,
    By the lock are you set free.
    By the broken lock that free me
    We are free to be,
    You and me to be,
    What we must be.

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  • Jungle-Favour Go with Thee

    Jungle-Favour Go with Thee is adapted from Kipling's poem, The Outsong and is the touching farewell of Mowgli's Jungle friends, with a blessing of Jungle-Favour to carry with him as he begins his new life.

     

  • Lyrics

    Jungle-Favour Go with Thee

    Text: Rudyard Kipling
    Music: Cathy Neff

    On the trail that thou must tread
    To the thresholds of our dread,
    Where the Flower blossoms red;
    Through the nights when thou shalt lie
    Prisoned from our Mother sky,
    Hearing us, thy loves, go by.

    *Jungle-Favour go with thee!
    Wood and Water, Wind and Tree,
    Wisdom, Strength, and Courtesy,
    Jungle-Favour go with thee!

    In the dawns when thou shalt wake
    To the toil thou canst not break,
    Hearsick for the Jungle's sake:
    Wood and Water, Wind and Tree,
    Wisdom, Strength, and Courtesy,
    Jungle-Favour go with thee!*

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Extras

Elephant Dance is an instrumental piece for percussion and oboe for use as a dance number for elephants, or any other characters that may want to dance in the Jungle.

Rasksha's Death Music is a short and simple repeated mournful melody that can be used to represent the mournful cry of the Wolf-Pack, or as other scene change settings.

 

Contact Us to Use The Jungle Book Music

We would LOVE to have you use Cathy Neff's music for The Jungle Book.

Performing Groups: If you would like to use this music in a performance setting, please contact us to discuss setting and use to determine a modest royalty. (Really modest.)

Teachers: For non-performance use, we allow teachers to use these songs in their classrooms to teach "The Jungle Book" at the same low price as our other sheet music. Please contact us with your school information and we'll give you access.

 



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