Pity poor Ruben Ranzo. Loranzo was born in Boston. He went on a visit to New Bedford. They shanghaied him on a whaler,-- No, Loranzo was no sailor; He could not do his duty. The mate, he being a bad man, He took him to the gangway And called out for the bos’n Who lashed him to the grating. “Now bos’n do your duty.” He gave him nine and thirty. He could not give him forty. Because he had fainted. They put him in the galley To make hash for the sailors, But he almost set them crazy. So they threw him out of the galley. The Captain being a good man, He took him to the cabin And learned him navigation; And now he is Captain Lorenzo. He’s married the Captain’s daughter. So hurrah for Captain “Ranzo!” Ranzo, boys, Loranzo!