By Mike Pinera and Frank “Skip” Konte
Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay
Rolled off of their ship and here’s what they had to say
We’re calling everyone to ride along
To another shore
Where we can laugh our lives away
And be free once more
But no one heard them calling
No one came at all
They were too busy watching those old raindrops fall
As a storm was blowing
Out on the peaceful sea
Seventy-three men sailin’ off to history
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world
That others might have missed
Seventy-three men sailed up
From the San Francisco Bay
Got off their ship and here’s what they had to say
We’re calling everyone to ride along
To another shore
We can laugh our lives away
And be free once more
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at those friends
You have here on your trip
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world
That others might have missed
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world
That others might have missed
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends
You have here on your trip
Ride, captain, ride
Upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world
That others might have missed
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