Thanks Jackmannii, now ya got me singing!
So with that in mind I apologize in advance. I’m sure you all can guess the tune, but if not, it’s at the end.
Just sit right back
and you’ll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip
that started with three idiots
falling from a ship.
The son was a mighty Christian man
the pastor, brave and sure.
Three passengers set sail that day
on 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 heathen would be lost,
the heathen would be lost.
The pastor had a choice to make
of who to try to save
save himself
or his son,
the heathen too,
save all three, or only two,
the Christian son
The pastor had his choice to make
He saved the heathen knave!
Now the pastor is here in later years
It has been a long, long time.
He’s had to make the best of things,
It was an uphill climb.
Lost the boat and the Christian too.
He did his very best,
to baptize this heathen friend
and put his mind to rest.
No sins, so right, a nice collar,
A new covenant,
like John the Revelator
it’s wondrous as can be.
So now, you see before you friends,
It’s sure to make you rave
The heathen was the pastor’s choice
The one he chose to save!
(Tune from Gilligan’s Island)