Ivan’s Island

Lyrics © 2004 by Lorri Ledgerwood

Sit right back and you’ll hear a tale

A tale of a fortunate trip,

That started out with beams and boards

Aboard a Russian ship.

The Merchant was his father,

And Ivan thought a fool.

With beams and boards he set sail.

For a trade in foreign lands.

For a trade in foreign lands.

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The winds started getting rough

Ivan’s ship was lost.

If not for the courage of fearless Ivan.

The salt would be not.

The salt would be not.

The ship ran aground on an isle with tasteless boring food.

With Ivan.

The King too.

A piece of gold and silver

A pretty princess

The salt and tastey stew.

Here on Ivan’s Isle

So then comes Ivan’s jealous brothers.

They seized him and threw him over.

He grabbed onto a floating board.

There he did take cover

The gloomy giant and mustache too.

Will do their very best

To take poor Ivan home.

To be with the princess

No gold, no salt, no Russian ship

Not a single brag or boast

Like Pinocchio

Ivan told the whole east coast.

But the giant, he did smile.

From Ivan’s playing of the mandolin

Here on Ivan’s Isle.