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"Gilligan's Island" lasted on CBS from 1964 to 1967, and it was revived in later seasons with three high-rated TV movies. It was a Robinson Crusoe story about seven disparate travelers who are marooned on a deserted Pacific Island after their small boat was wrecked in a storm.

The Ballad of Gilligan's Isle

Words and Music by Sherwood Schwartz and George Wyle
1964, 1966 EMI U Catalog Inc.

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip
That started from this tropic port,
Aboard this tiny ship.

The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
The Skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day
For a three hour tour.
A three hour tour.

The weather started getting rough,
The tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew,
The Minnow would be lost.
The Minnow would be lost.

The ship set ground on the shore of this
uncharted desert isle,
with Gilligan, the Skipper too,
The Millionaire and his wife,
The movie star, the Professor and Mary Ann,
Here on Gilligan's Isle.

NOTE: During the first season, "And The Rest" was sung instead of "The Professor and Mary Ann." 

Closing theme:

Now this is the tale of the castways,
They're here for a long, long time.
They'll have to make the best of things,
it's an uphill climb.

The first mate and the Skipper too,
Will do their very best
To make the others comfortable
In the tropic island nest.

No phone, no lights, no motor cars,
not a single luxury.
Like Robinson Crusoe,
as 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." 

The cast:

Alan Hale Jr., as Skipper Jonas Grumby;
Bob Denver, as his klutzy assistant Willy Gilligan (although there's some controversy over Gilligan's first name);
Jim Backus, as rich snob Thurston Howell III from Connecticut;
Natalie Schafer, as Eunice Wentworth "Lovey" Howell;
Tina Louise, as bosomy movie star Ginger Grant;
Russell Johnson, as egghead science professor Roy Hinkley Jr.;
and Dawn Wells, as sweet-natured farm girl Mary Ann Summers.

No Phone, No Lights, No Motor Cars

This phrase, "No phone, no lights, no motor cars", has become a catch-phrase for the primitive lifestyle.  Weird Al Yankovic used the expression in his take-off of "Gangsta's Paradise" by Coolio, which he entitled,

Amish Paradise

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the mornin' I'm milkin' cows
Jebadiah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool
And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long 
That even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores, and you finish thine
Then tonight were gonna party like it's 1699

We been spendin' most our lives
Livin' in an Amish paradise
I churned butter once or twice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living' in an Amish paradise

A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and I turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
Cause I'll be laughin' my head off when he's burnin' in Hell
But I never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons, but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree I really look good in black, fool
If you come to visit you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint so please don't point and stare
We're just technologically impaired

There's no phones, no lights, no motor cars
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Caruso, it's as primitive as can be

We been spendin' most our lives 
Livin' in an Amish paradise
Were just plain and simple guys 
Livin' in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice 
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We don't fight we all play nice 
Livin' in an Amish paradise

Hichin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raise a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise an udder
Think your really righteous, think your pure at heart?
Well I know, I'm a million times as humble as thou art
I'm the pious guy, the little omelets wanna be like
On my kness day and night, scorin' points for the after life
So don't be vain, and don't be whiney
Or else my brother, I might have to get medieval on your heinie

We been spendin' most our lives
Livin' in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites
Livin' in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights
Livin' in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites
Livin' in an Amish paradise

Only someone with Weird Al's genius would recognize that the meter of Gangsta's Paradise is the same as that of the Balad of Gilligan's Island!