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"Castaways" - full band version - sample

(Tony Chapman)
September 8, 2011
Tony Chapman ©

We're all castaway on this desert island called "Planet Earth"- we can't get off -  so lets work together - we're all in the same boat/island - every colour and creed....


Words and Music by Tony Chapman. Copyrighted:1/4/06

(first two choruses on Cminor chord only – except for end of the chorus).

                  Bm                          A                              G       

CHORUS:Cast aways: that's what we are: in this jungle called the world 

                     E7                             A

where's our mummies and our daddies?

Bm                            A

Cast aways that's what we are

     E7                           G                       E7

in reality there’s no goodies there’s no baddies  

F#                      F#+               F#         Bm

there’s just us marooned on this island                                           .

             E                            F#                                                Bm

the umbilical Chord was broken and we were left  ---   high and dry. 

       E                              F#                           Bm

the first words  spoken  brought a  tear into the eye --- 

F#7 ( – with major 3rd and minor 3rd)

eye of the storm:    CHORUS


saints and angels laid their halos ----   on the floor. 

benevolent police force, doctors and lawyers are not ---  there any more: 

knights of old, protecting our gold have opened their door,

navies and armies, battleships no longer --- protect our shore:

that's for sure! 



F#                                             B                   E                  F#                 B 

its late in my life I have no pension and  prices  are rising all the time.

F#                                                     E       

I've got so much depending on me and I've got no money! 

           E            F#             F#7 ( – with major 3rd and minor 3rd)

And I feel like cryin' ---  let me cry...


Inst. (as chorus)  end on   F#   F#7 ( – with major 3rd and minor 3rd)

  repeat chorus  

priests and gurus, teachers and professors they have --- all gone home. 

presidants and royalty, explorer and celebrity va  ---  cated  their throne . Olympic gold medalists, trapeze artists and rock-stars give no -- different view. 

Einstien and Ghandi, Shakespeare and Tolstoy have been -- castaway too 

like me and you...          repeat chorus then chorus as instrumental…..