8-Bar Intro

Verse 1

THOU-SANDS OF YEARS A-GO OR MAY-BE MORE,
OUT ON AN IS-LAND ON A LONE-LY SHORE,
ROB-IN-SON CRU-SOE LAND-ED ONE FINE DAY,
NO RENT TO PAY AND NO WIFE TO O-BEY.
HIS GOOD MAN FRI-DAY WAS HIS ON-LY FRIEND, HE DID-NT BOR-ROW OR LEND,
THEY BUILT A LIT-TLE HUT, LIVED THERE TIL FRI-DAY, BUT
SAT-UR-DAY NIGHT IT WAS SHUT.

Verse 2

ROB-IN-SON CRU-SOE WAS A GOOD OLD SCOUT,
ROB-IN-SON CRU-SOE KNOW HIS WAY A-BOUT,
HE'D GO OUT HUNT-ING CHICK-ENS NOW AND THEN,
BUT HE KNOW WHEN HE WAS CHAS-ING A HEN.
ONCE HE TOLD FRI-DAY "YOU'LL HAVE TO STAY HOME"
I'VE GOT TO GO OUT A-LONE,
FRI-DAY FELT VER-Y BLUE, HE SAID "IT'S WRONG OF YOU"
COULD'NT YOU FIX IT FOR TWO?

Chorus

WHERE DID ROB-IN-SON CRU-SOE GO WITH FRI-DAY ON SAT-UR-DAY NITE?
EV'RY SAT-UR-DAY NITE, THEY WOULD START IN TO ROAM,
AND ON SUN-DAY MORN-ING THEY'D COME STAG-GER-ING HOME.
ON THIS IS-LAND LIVE WILD MEN IN CAN-NI-BAL TRIM-MIN'
AND WHERE THERE ARE WILD MEN THERE MUST BE WILD WIM-MIN!
SO, WHERE DID ROB-IN-SON CRU-SOE GO WITH FRI-DAY ON SA-UR-DAY NITE?