by Arlo
Wanna hear You know that Indians never ate clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what was that clams was to grow unmolested in the coastal waters of America for of years. And got big, and I ain't talking about clams in general, I'm about each clam! I mean each one was a couple of million old or older. So imagine they could got bigger than this whole room. And when they get that big, God gives them feet so that they walk around easier. And when they get feet, get dangerous. I'm talking about real dangerous. I ain't about sitting under the water waiting for you. I'm talking about after you.
Imagine being on one of them boats coming to discover America, Columbus or something, standing there at night on watch, everyone is either drunk or asleep. And you're for America and the boat's up and down. And you don't like it anyhow. But you gotta there and watch, for what. Only he knows, and he ain't watching. You the waves against the side of the ship. The moon is going behind the clouds. You hear the pitter of little footprints on deck. IS YOU KIDS? IT AIN'T. MY GOD. IT'S THIS GIANT CLAM!
Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A clam the size of the ship. Feet first. standing shivering with fear, you grab one of these. This is a belaying pin. 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. used to have these stuck in the holes all the sides of the ship. Everywhere. You wouldn't know this is for unless you was that guy night.
I mean, grab this out of the hole, run on over there, BAM BAM on them feet! back into the would go a hurt, but not defeated, humungus giant clam. Ready to strike when opportunity was better.
You know not even the villages was safe from big clams. You know them big clams had an inland range of about 15 miles. Think of that. I our early pioneers and the built little houses all up and down the coast you know. A little and stuff like that And they didn't have houses we got now, with bathrooms and stuff. built little privies out back. And late at night, maybe a kid have to go, and he'd go out there in the moonlight. And all they'd for miles around... (loud clap/belch)....one kid for America. One more smiling, smurking, humungus clam.
So Americans built forts. forts. You know them pictures of them forts with the wooden all around. You probably thought 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 them on them points, jump back crying, tears out of them everywhere. But couldn't live 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 the coast form these little alliances. Like up it was call the Clamshell Alliance. And farther South is was called the Catfish Alliance. had these Alliances all up and the coast defending themselves against these threatening monsters. humungus giant clams. And they'd go out there, if there was maybe of them, they'd be singing songs in fifteen harmony. And when one part disappeared, that's how knew where the clam be.
Which is why Americans only sing in part harmony to very day. That proved to be too dangerous. See, what they did was they'd be these songs called Clam Chanties, and they'd have these big called clampoons. And they'd be up and down the beach and the method they eventually devised they'd have this guy, the most strongest heavy duty true blue American, type dude they could find and they'd him out there walking up and down the beach by himself with chicken hiding behind the sand dunes somewhere.
He'd be singing the verses. They'd be the chorus. And would hear 'em. And clams hate music. So clams come out of the water and they'd come after this one guy. And all you'd see pretty soon was all over, the sand UPANDOWNTHEBEACHMANMANCLAMCLAMMANMANCLAM FINALLYTHEMANWOULD jump over a big sand dune, roll the side, the clam would over the dune, fall in the hole and fourteen guys would come out there and the out of him with their clampoons.
That's the way it was. That was one way to deal them. The way was to weld two clams together. l don't 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 piddley folk songs. But back these songs were controversial. These was radical, almost revolutionary songs. times was and clams was a threat to America. That's right. So we want to sing this tonight about the one last... You see what they did was 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 last men there ever was. He stuck the last clam stab, the last into the last clam that 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. right. Made America safe for the likes of you and me. And so we sing song in his memory. He went whaling like most of them guys did. And he got out of that he died. You know, clams was much dangerous than whales. Clams can run in the water, on the water or on the ground, and are so big sometimes that they can and they can spread their kinda shells and kinda almost fly like one of flying squirrels.
You could be standing thinking that your perfectly and all of a sudden WHOP....That's ' true...And so this is the song of guy by the name of Reuben Clamzo, and the song takes right after he stabbed this clam and the clam was, going through this kinda death over on the side somewhere. The song starts and he goes into and takes 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 chicken dudes over on the other side. That's they used to sing. They'd be calling these clams out of the water. taunting them, making fun of them. Clams get real mad and come out.
Here we go. I want you to it in case you ever have an to join such an Alliance. You know 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 movement or something, things go back a long time.
Notice the distinction going to have to make now the first and easy "Clamzo Boys Clamzo" and the more complicated "Clamzo Me Boys Clamzo". serious. Folk songs are serious. That's what Seeger told me. "Arlo I only to tell you one thing...folk songs are serious". I said "right". do it in C for Clam... do it in B...for boy that's a big clam... Iet' s do it in G for Gee, I hope big clam don't see me. Let's do it in F...for he me. Let's do it back in A...for A is coming. Better get this 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 poor old Reuben (II) me boys Clamzo
2. Oh, was no sailor (Clamzo Clamzo) (Refrain I) So they shipped him on a (Clamzo me Clamzo) (Refrain II)
3. Because he was no (Ref. I) He not do his duty (Ref. II)
4. he was so dirty (Ref. I) We gave him five and (Ref. II)
5. Oh Reuben Clamzo's (Ref. I) She begged her dad for (Ref. II)
6 She brang him wine and (Ref. I) And a bit more than she (Ref. II)
7 Well he got his seaman's (Ref. I) He's a to the whalers (Ref. II)
8.And he sails 'er the whalefish blow (Ref I) As the hardest on the go (Ref. II)
9 Oh poor old Reuben (Ref. I) Oh poor old Clamzo (Ref. II)