Reuben Ranzo

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Reuben Ranzo

Lyrics from Iron Men & Wooden Ships, by Frank Shay

Oh, poor old Reuben Ranzo,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
Oh, poor old Reuben Ranzo,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

Oh, Reuben was a tailor,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
He shipped on board a whaler,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

But he could not do his duty,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
No, he could not do his duty,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

And they gave him nine and thirty,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
Yes, lashes nine and thirty,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

Now, the captain being a good man,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
He took him in the cabin,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

And he gave him wine and water,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
Rube kissed the captain's daughter,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

He taught him navigation,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
To fit him for his station,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

Now, Ranzo he's a sailor,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
He's chief mate of that whaler,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

He's married the captain's daughter,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo;
And sails no more upon the water,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo.

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