a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from this tropic port,
aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
the skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day,
for a three hour tour, a three hour tour………
The weather started getting rough,
the tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
the Minnow would be lost; the Minnow would be lost.
The ship took ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle,
with Gilligan, the Skipper too,
the Millionaire, and his Wife,
the Movie Star, the Professor and Mary Ann,
here on Gilligan's Isle.
So this is the tale of our castaways,
they're here for a long, long time.
They'll have to make the best of things,
it's an uphill climb.
The first mate and his skipper too,
will do their very best,
to make the others comfortable,
in the tropic island nest.
No phones, no lights, no motor cars,
not a single luxury.
Like Robinson Crusoe,
it's primitive as can be.
So join us here each week my friend,
you're sure to get a smile.
From seven stranded Castaways,
Here on Gilligan's Isle.
Bob Denver died today. Not only will Gilligan be missed but for those of you my age...Maynard G Krebs will too.............He provided us with many laughs..Thanks
When we took a day cruise to the Bahamas' once, one of the girls just kept singing that damn song. She was terrified we'd end up on Gilligans Island........
Thanks for this timely post. Had me singing along!
Posted by: trucker bob | 09/06/2005 at 07:38 PM
I used to love Gilligan's Island....very sad
Posted by: Laura | 09/06/2005 at 07:15 PM
Isn't it sad? 70 just seems so young to me!
Posted by: Lauren | 09/06/2005 at 06:36 PM