The Ballad of Gilligan's Island (remix)
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip
That started in Accra
in a pandemic.
The lockdown started closing in
Our travelers brave and sure
With passports, jumped on a plane that day
For a short holiday tour
A short holiday tour
The trip was the perfect getaway,
Our friends, they played it safe
But the numbers started getting high
So they had to stay in place
They had to stay in place
Seven travelers locked down in Accra for a while
With this man
and this one too
A Millionaire and her Wife
The Americans (Ghanians, Nigerians)
And the rest are
Here on Gilligan's Isle.
(Closing Credits)
Now, 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 quarantined traveling crew
Will do their very best
To make themselves comfortable
In their tropic African nest.
Spotty wifi, no flights home, not a single recipe,
Like Robinson Crusoe,
It's primitive as can be.
So join us here each week my friends,
You're sure to get a smile,
From seven stranded castaways
Here on Gilligan's Isle!
(c) 2022