There was a flood and many poor men were killed. And that is why our house is built on the top of a hill. The plains are like a friend, why can't we live on them? And if a flood should come, why can't we run? I am the lion, bellowing out in the night. We had a cow, I left it alone to graze. And walked to the stream and when I returned, it was stolen away. But now the cow is gone and we don't need a farm. We have not one thing they would steal away. I am the lion bellowing out at the night. I am the lion bellowing out at the night. I am......the lion.
https://primoaccordo.net/neil-diamond/i-am-the-lion.htm