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