The Island

Well, here's another fishing tale But not about the one that got away It's a tale about me and friend of mine Who got stranded on the lake one day Now, a friend of mine, called me one day And said, "Hey, do you wanna go to the lake?" Well, I was just itchin' to go fishin' And this was just more than I could take So when we finally got to the fishin' hole We had more stuff than we could tote When, that buddy of mine, had a stupid idea He said, "Why don't we just rent a boat?" Well, I said, "No, absolutely not" And that's when he started to beg He didn't care that I couldn't swim Or that he only had one leg He said, "Come on, you only live once, Lets do it, what are we waiting for?" You guessed it, we rented the last boat they had With no motor, and it only had one oar Well, now here we go, taking turns rowing When we heard something start to squeak We had no motor, only one oar And now the boat had sprung a leak Did you say life jacket?, nope, didn't have one And don't forget, I didn't know how to swim And this hair brained, knuckleheaded buddy of mine Was also missing one limb Now, how could things get any worse, right? Well, dark clouds had started to form Yep, you figured it out, I knew you would We was in for one monster of a storm Well, we started rowing as hard as we could Trying to make it back to the shore When, out of nowhere, the wind came up And we didn't move forward, anymore We wound up on this Island Somewhere in the middle of the lake Like the SS Minnow on Gilligan's Island Just waiting for the storm to break Well, we finally got rescued from the island After the storm was finally through I learned how to swim, and in case you're wondering Every word of this story is true