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Seventy-three men sailed up
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From the San Francisco Bay,
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Rolled off of their ship
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And here's what they had to say.
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"We're callin' everyone to ride along
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To another shore,
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We can laugh our lives away
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and be free once more."
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But no one heard them callin',
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No one came at all,
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'Cause they were too busy watchin'
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Those old raindrops fall.
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As a storm was blowin'
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Out on the peaceful sea,
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Seventy-three men sailed off
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To history.
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Ride, captain ride
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Upon your mystery ship,
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Be amazed at the friends
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You have here on your trip.
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Ride captain ride
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Upon your mystery ship,
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On your way to a world
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That others might have missed.
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(Instrumental)
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Seventy-three men sailed up
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From the San Francisco Bay,
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Got off their ship
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And here's what they had to say.
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"We're callin' everyone to ride along
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To another shore,
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We can laugh our lives away
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And be free once more."
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Ride, captain ride
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Upon your mystery ship,
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Be amazed at the friends
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You have here on your trip.
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Ride, captain ride
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Upon your mystery ship,
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On your way to a world
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That others might have missed.
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Ride, captain ride
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Upon your mystery ship,
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Be amazed at the friends
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You have here on your trip.
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Ride Captain Ride
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