American Old Time Song Lyrics: 18 Poor Robinson Crusoe
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 18
POOR ROBINSON CRUSOE.
When I was a lad my fortune was bad,
My grandfather I did lose, oh!
I'll bet you a can you've heard of the man,
His name it was Robinson Crusoe.
Chorus.
Oh, poor Robinson Crusoe!
Oh, poor Robinson Crusoe!
High diddle, diddle, the cat's in the fiddle;
Oh, poor Robinson Crusoe!
You've read in a book of a voyage be took,
When de ragin' whirlwind blew so,
Pat de ship wid a shock, fell plump on a rock.
Near drounding poor Robinson Crusoe.-Chorus.
Poor soul! none but he escaped from de sea;
Oh, fate! fate! how could you do so?
Till at length he was thrown on an island unknown,
Which received poor Robinson Crusoe.-Chorus.
But he saved from on board, a gun and a sword,
Another old matter or two; so.
That by dint of his thrift he managed to shift,
Pretty well for poor Robinson Crusoe.-Chorus.