From Barefoot the Bootless
Did you ever see a wild goose sailing o’er the ocean?
Ranzo, Ranzo, way-hey!
They’re just like them pretty girls when they gets the notion.
Ranzo, Ranzo, way-hey!
The other morning I was walking by the river
When I saw a young girl walking with her topsails all a-quiver.
I said, “Pretty fair maid, and how are you this morning?”
She said, “None the better for the seeing of you.”
Did you ever see a wild goose sailing o’er the ocean?
They’re just like them pretty girls when they gets the notion.