by Arlo
Wanna hear something? You that Indians never ate clams. They didn't have linguini! And so happened was clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the waters of America for millions of years. And they got big, and I ain't talking about in general, I'm about each clam! I mean each one was a couple of million years old or older. So they could have got than this whole room. And when they get that big, God gives them little so that they could around easier. And when they get feet, they get dangerous. I'm talking about dangerous. I ain't talking about under the water waiting for you. I'm talking about coming you.
Imagine on one of them boats coming over to America, like Columbus or something, standing there at night on watch, everyone is either drunk or asleep. And you're for America and the boat's going up and down. And you like it anyhow. But you gotta there and watch, for what. Only he knows, and he watching. You hear the waves lapping the side of the ship. The moon is behind the clouds. You hear the pitter patter of little footprints on deck. IS THAT YOU IT AIN'T. MY GOD. THIS HUMUNGUS GIANT CLAM!
Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A twice the size of the ship. first. You're standing there with fear, you grab one of these. This is a belaying pin. They used to these stuck in the holes all around the ship ..you probably know what is for; you probably had an idea, but you were wrong. They used to have stuck in the holes all the sides of the ship. Everywhere. You wouldn't know what this is for you was that guy night.
I mean, you'd grab this out of the hole, run on there, BAM BAM on them little feet! into the ocean go a hurt, but not defeated, humungus giant clam. to strike again when opportunity was better.
You know not the coastal villages was safe from big clams. You know them big clams had an inland range of about 15 miles. of that. I mean our early pioneers and the settlers built houses all up and the coast you know. A little inland and like that And they didn't have houses like we got now, with and stuff. They built little out back. And late at night, maybe a kid would have to go, and he'd go out there in the moonlight. And all they'd hear for around... (loud clap/belch)....one less kid for America. One smiling, smurking, humungus clam.
So Americans built forts. Them forts. You them pictures of them forts with the wooden all around. You probably them points was for Indians. But that's stupid! 'Cause Indians know doors. But clams didn't. if a clam knew about a door, so what? A clam couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come up to a fort at night, put feet on them points, jump crying, tears coming out of them everywhere. But Americans couldn't in forts forever. You couldn't just build one big fort around America. How you go to the
So what they did was they groups of people. I mean they had groups of people all up and down the coast these alliances. Like up North it was call the Clamshell Alliance. And down South is was called the Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and the coast defending themselves against these threatening monsters. These humungus clams. And go out there, if there was maybe fifteen of them, they'd be singing in fifteen part harmony. And when one part disappeared, that's how they knew the clam be.
Which is why Americans only sing in four harmony to this very day. That to be too dangerous. See, what they did was they'd be these songs called Clam Chanties, and they'd have big spears called clampoons. And be walking up and down the beach and the method they eventually devised they'd have this guy, the most heavy duty true blue American, courageous type dude they could and they'd have him out there up and down the beach by himself with other chicken dudes hiding behind the dunes somewhere.
He'd be singing the verses. be singing the chorus. And would hear 'em. And clams hate music. So clams would come out of the and they'd come after this one guy. And all you'd see pretty soon was all over, the flying UPANDOWNTHEBEACHMANMANCLAMCLAMMANMANCLAM FINALLYTHEMANWOULD jump over a big sand dune, over the side, the clam come over the dune, fall in the hole and fourteen would come out there and stab the out of him with their clampoons.
That's the way it was. was one way to deal with them. The other way was to weld two clams together. l believe it. I'm it. Hey. What can you do. Another shot to hell.
Hey, this was serious then. This was very serious. I mean these songs now are just folk songs. But back then these songs controversial. These was radical, almost songs. Because times was different and clams was a to America. That's right. So we want to sing this tonight about the one last... You see they did was there was one man, he was one of men, his name will always be remembered, his name was Reuben Clamzo, and he was one of the great clam men there ever was. He stuck the last stab, the last clampoon into the last clam was ever seen on continent.
Knowing he be out of work in an hour. He did it anyway so that you and me could go to the in relative safety. That's right. Made America for the of you and me. And so we sing this song in his memory. He went into whaling like most of guys did. And he got out of that when he died. You know, was much more dangerous whales. Clams can run in the water, on the water or on the ground, and are so big that they can jump and they can spread their kinda shells and almost fly like one of them flying squirrels.
You be standing there thinking that your perfectly safe and all of a WHOP....That's ' true...And so is the song of this guy by the name of Reuben Clamzo, and the song takes place right after he stabbed this and the clam was, going through this death dance on the side somewhere. The song starts there and he goes into whaling and you through the I next...
I sing the part of the guy on the by himself. I go this: "Poor old Reuben Clamzo" and you go "Clamzo Boys, Clamzo". That's the part of the fourteen chicken over on the other side. That's what they to sing. They'd be calling these out of the water. Like taunting them, making fun of them. Clams would get mad and come out.
Here we go. I want you to sing it in case you ever an occasion to join an Alliance. You know some of these Alliances are still around. defending America against things like them clams. If you wants to join one, now you have some background. So you know where these guys are coming from. It's not just some 60's or something, these things go back a time.
Notice the distinction you're going to to make now between the first and easy "Clamzo Clamzo" and the more complicated "Clamzo Me Clamzo". Stay serious. songs are serious. That's what Pete Seeger told me. "Arlo I only want to you one thing...folk songs are serious". I said "right". do it in C for Clam... Iet's do it in B...for boy a big clam... Iet' s do it in G for Gee, I hope that big clam see me. Let's do it in F...for he sees me. Let's do it in A...for A clam is coming. Better get song done quick. The Story of Reuben Clamzo and His Daughter in the Key of A.
1. Oh poor old Clamzo (I) Clamzo boys Oh old Reuben Clamzo (II) me boys Clamzo
2. Oh, Reuben was no (Clamzo Clamzo) (Refrain I) So they him on a whaler (Clamzo me Clamzo) (Refrain II)
3. Because he was no (Ref. I) He would not do his (Ref. II)
4. Because he was so (Ref. I) We gave him five and (Ref. II)
5. Oh Reuben daughter (Ref. I) She her dad for mercy (Ref. II)
6 She him wine and water (Ref. I) And a bit more than she (Ref. II)
7 Well he got his seaman's (Ref. I) He's a terror to the (Ref. II)
8.And he sails where 'er the whalefish (Ref I) As the bastard on the go (Ref. II)
9 Oh poor old Reuben (Ref. I) Oh poor old Clamzo (Ref. II)