We stood upon the pier today,
and said our last goodbye.
And as I held her hand in mine,
a tear stood in my eye.
She saw that tear and said,
hate to leave my darling boy.
I turned away.
She did not know those tears
were tears of joy.
I sent my wife to the Thousand
Isles that day,
la -la, she's on her way.
She's gonna spend a week
on every isle,
that's why I'm gay.
So everybody come and giftly cheer,
she's gonna be away for twenty years.
It's as though I sent my wife
to the Thousand Isles,
and they, hooray!
Just think, when I get home tonight,
there'll be no wifey there.
And right across the table
I will see a vacant air.
I love my wife, I love my wife,
I love her more each day.
I love my wife, I love my wife,
because she's far away.
I sent my wife to the Thousand
Isles at day.
She's on her way.
She's gonna spend a week on
every isle.
That's why I'm gay.
At night I'm going home
at half past ten,
put on my clothes, go out again,
cause I sent my wife
to the Thousand Isles that day.
Hooray!