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 Robison Crusoe At least not yet I've yet to get Like Robison 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