Oh poor old Reuben Ranzo,
Ranzo boys, Ranzo,
Oh pity poor Reuben Ranzo,
Ch: Ranzo boys, Ranzo.

Oh Ranzo was no sailor,
So he shipped on board a whaler.

He washed once in a fortnight,
He said it was his birthright.

Oh, Ranzo was no beauty,
He would not do his duty.

So they took him to the gangway,
And they gave him five and thirty.

But the captain was a good man,
Took Ranzo to his cabin.

And he taught him navigation,
To fit him for a station.

And he gave him wine and water,
Introduced him to his daughter.

He married the captain's daughter,
'Cause he did more that he ought to.

Now he sails upon the water,
Captain Ranzo gives the orders.