A tale of a fateful trip

That started from this tropic port

Aboard this tiny ship.

The mate was a mighty sailing 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 set 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 Gilligans Isle.

So this is the talel of the castways,

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 the Skipper too,

Will do their very best,

To make the others comfortable,

In the tropic island nest.

No phone, no lights no motor cars,

Not a single luxury,

Like Robinson Crusoe,

As primative as can be.

So join us here each week my freinds,

You’re sure to get a smile,

From seven stranded castways,

Here on “Gilligan’s Isle.”

Note: words and letters in paranthesis “( )” denote differences in the first year of the series

Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale,

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. [ sound of thunder: crack! ]

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’s aground on the shore of this

Uncharted desert isle

With Gilligan, the Skipper too,

The Millionaire and his wife,

A movie star, ( and the rest ) the Professor and Mary Ann,

( All ) Here on Gilligan’s Isle!

So this is the tale of our castways,

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 ) the Skipper too,

Will do their very best,

To make the others comfortable,

In their tropic island nest.

No phone(s)! No light(s)! No motor car(s)!

Not a single luxury,

Like Robinson C-ru-soe, it’s primitive as can be.

So join us here each week my freinds,

You’re sure to get a smile,

From ( For ) seven stranded castways,

Here on “Gilligan’s Isle.”

So you are both right.

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Good question I starred it.

If I get to vote its the answer with all the lyrics.

Sorry hubby!