speaking of lyrics, i found two versions of the first shanty that my captain taught us. he taught us one more, but i can't seem to find it. most likely because i'm not spelling it right. anyway, here they are. the one that my captain sings is a combination of the two.
version #1 Ranzo
Well it's poor old Reuben Ranzo, Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! Yes it's poor old Reuben Ranzo. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Ranzo was no sailor, He was a New York tailor
He was a New York tailor Shanghai'd aboard a whaler
They put him holy-stonin' And cared not for his groanin'
They gave him lashes thirty Because he was so dirty.
They gave him lashes twenty That's twenty more than plenty
Ranzo nearly fainted When his back with oil was painted
The captain gave him thirty His daughter begged for mercy
She took him to her cabin And tried to ease his moanin'
She gave him rum and water And a bit more than she oughter
She gave him education And taught him navigation
She made him the best sailor On board that New York whaler
He married the captain's daughter And still sails on salt water
He's known where'er the whalefish blow As the toughest bastard on the go
Huzzah! For Reuben Ranzo Huzzah! For Captain Ranzo!
version #2 Reuben Ranzo Oh poor old Reuben Ranzo! Ranzo, boys, Ranzo Oh poor old Reuben Ranzo! Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Now Ranzo was no sailor Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! He was a New York tailor. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
No Ranzo was no sailor Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! But he shipped on board of a whaler. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
He could not do his duty Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! So they gave him lashes twenty. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
They gave him lashes thirty Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! Because he was so dirty. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
The captain's daughter Suzy, Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! She begged her pa for mercy. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
She gave him wine and water Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! And a little more than she oughta! Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
She taught him navigation. Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! She raised him from his station. RRanzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Now Ranzo is no sailor, Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! He's the captain of a whaler. Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
And wherever those whalefish blow, Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! He's the meanest bastard on the go! Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Hurrah for Reuban Ranzo! Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! Hurrah for Reuban Ranzo! Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2004-06-17 03:48 pm (UTC)version #1
Ranzo
Well it's poor old Reuben Ranzo,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
Yes it's poor old Reuben Ranzo.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Ranzo was no sailor,
He was a New York tailor
He was a New York tailor
Shanghai'd aboard a whaler
They put him holy-stonin'
And cared not for his groanin'
They gave him lashes thirty
Because he was so dirty.
They gave him lashes twenty
That's twenty more than plenty
Ranzo nearly fainted
When his back with oil was painted
The captain gave him thirty
His daughter begged for mercy
She took him to her cabin
And tried to ease his moanin'
She gave him rum and water
And a bit more than she oughter
She gave him education
And taught him navigation
She made him the best sailor
On board that New York whaler
He married the captain's daughter
And still sails on salt water
He's known where'er the whalefish blow
As the toughest bastard on the go
Huzzah! For Reuben Ranzo
Huzzah! For Captain Ranzo!
version #2
Reuben Ranzo
Oh poor old Reuben Ranzo!
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo
Oh poor old Reuben Ranzo!
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Now Ranzo was no sailor
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
He was a New York tailor.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
No Ranzo was no sailor
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
But he shipped on board of a whaler.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
He could not do his duty
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
So they gave him lashes twenty.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
They gave him lashes thirty
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
Because he was so dirty.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
The captain's daughter Suzy,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
She begged her pa for mercy.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
She gave him wine and water
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
And a little more than she oughta!
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
She taught him navigation.
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
She raised him from his station.
RRanzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Now Ranzo is no sailor,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
He's the captain of a whaler.
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
And wherever those whalefish blow,
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
He's the meanest bastard on the go!
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
Hurrah for Reuban Ranzo!
Ranzo, boys, Ranzo!
Hurrah for Reuban Ranzo!
Ranzo, me boys, Ranzo!
enjoy!
-melanie