Since I could read
I've longed to be
Like Robinson Crusoe
Making my home
All on my own
Like Robinson Crusoe

A castaway
Washed up one day
Upon a strange
And far away
Deserted island

I’ll tame a bird
And teach it words
Like Robinson Crusoe
I'll have to sleep
Up in a tree
Like Robinson Crusoe

This is my own
Pacific isle
No one around
For miles and miles
It's rather frightening
One little wave
Follows another
One tiny bird
Dives for its supper
One buzzing bee
Flies through the heather
One perfect day
To last forever

No [?] to
Take care of you
In Robinson Crusoe
And Rodger, he
Does not need me
In Robinson Crusoe

When there are five
And you are third
You have to shout
Just to be heard
I’m tired of shouting

One sandy beach
To softly tread on
One grassy bank
To rest my head on
One little cloud
To keep my eyes on
One tiny ship
On the horizon
Don't rescue me
I want to be
Like Robinson Crusoe
At least not yet
I've yet to get
Like Robinson Crusoe

When I've a beard
And gone quite mad
Then you can come
And take me back
Back home to mother
My lovely mother