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I Left My Gold

Tune: I left my heart in San Francisco

I left my gold on some lost island.
Under a tall and leafy palm.
The tree shook loose two coconuts.
The first one hit my foot.
The second one hit my head.
Thought I was dead.

My gold waits there on that lost island.
But I can't find that darned palm tree.
When that nut hit my head on that lost island
Is when I lost my memory.

I left my brains on that lost island,
So I don't know who I might be.
My name might be Ralph, Ed, or Earl.
I just hope it isn't Pearl,
Or, it might be David, Ben, or Gilligan.

If I could find that sneaky island,
I might regain my memory.
Then I could be the world's richest pirate
That ever sailed the seven seas.







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