On A Desert Isle

I drifted in the Doldrums, almost dead,
 A weedy, watery, trail,
 With a useless rag, hangin above my head,
 Not a breath o' breeze to fill my sail,
 Then liftin' up my spyglass, ol' Buckley's hope,
 I seen somethin' o'er the waves,
 I throwed my things,
 I left my boat,
 And swam out on my way.
 
 On a Desert Isle,
 Here I sing, oh-de-lee-ee-oh-de-lay-ee,
 Soft an' sweet
 Got no shirt or shoes upon my feet,
 Out in the middle of an o-o-ocean,
 
 Doin' my thing,
 I'm happy just to dream, and sing,
 Out livin' like a marabout king,
 Out on a Desert Isle
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 The shadin' palm trees bend an' sway,
 The fish swim 'bout my feet,
 And a breeze blowin' soft 'pon the cordgrass play,
 A lazy old melody, cool an' sweet,
 As the sun goes sinkin' in a painted sky,
 My eye's on a pool of light,
 Where the stars cast a twinklin' veil on high,
 Where I sleep out everynight...
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 One mornin' the silence broke,
 As beset by a sea high-horned in waves I awoke,
 To find no remnants of that paradise,
 What laid about me, were a changed, unfriendly land,
 From beyond the compass' reach,
 I sings this song of water an' dune,
 Of wonders strange,
 Out of the gloom, there came a sound like cryin' in the night,
 My blue ruined eyes I thought lied,
 A woman draggin' up, out of that squawlin' tide.
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 On a desert isle,
 
 Oh-de-lee-oh-oh-de-lay-ee, tired an' beat,
 Writin' help, in letters fifteen feet,
 Out on the beach, beside an o-o-ocean,
 
 Woe is me, a cryin baby bouncin' on my knee,
 In a little grass shack built for three,
 Out on a Desert Isle.