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The chorus comes after every line, striking like a squall, with a regular roar on the first word, Ranzo. Solo. Hurrah for Reuben Ranzo! Chorus. Ranzo, boys, Ranzo! Ranzo's progress from a lubberly tailor to a good smart sailor is then related with infinite variations, but always with the same gusto. Ranzo is only really popular afloat. But Blow the man down is a universal favourite. Solo.
With a poor opinion of the seamanship of these wandering barks, the clipper crews rolled out, among their favorite chanteys: Oh, poor Reuben Ranzo, Ranzo, boys, O Ranzo, Oh, Ranzo was no sailor, So they shipped him aboard a whaler, Ranzo, boys, O Ranzo. This was crass, intolerant prejudice.
Amid dissertations on mathematics and philosophy and spoutings and quotations, I sang all the old songs learned in the days when I went from the cannery to the oyster boats to be a pirate such songs as: "Black Lulu," "Flying Cloud," "Treat my Daughter Kind-i-ly," "The Boston Burglar," "Come all you Rambling, Gambling Men," "I Wisht I was a Little Bird," "Shenandoah," and "Ranzo, Boys, Ranzo."
which is quite as appropriate to the Nova Scotia as to the one beyond the North Atlantic. A favourite sail-setting chanty is Solo. Haul on the bowlin', the fore and maintop bowlin' Chorus. Haul on the bowlin', the bowlin' haul! A good pumping-out chanty after a storm is Solo. Old Storm has heard the angel call. Chorus. To my ay! Old Storm along! Reuben Ranzo is a grand one for a good long haul.
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