A Ripping Trip
Air: Pop Goes the Weasel 
Put's Golden Songster:
containing the largest and most popular collection of California songs ever published
by John A Stone
San Francisco : D.E. Appleton & Co., 1858
You go aboard a leaky boat
And sail for San Francisco;
You have to pump to keep her afloat –
You have that, by jingo!
The engine soon begins to squeak,
With nary a thing to oil her;
Impossible to stop the leak –
rip goes the boiler!
The captain on the promenade,
Looking very savage;
The steward and the cabin maid,
Fighting ‘bout a cabbage;
All about the cabin floor,
Passengers lie sea-sick;
Steamer’s bound to go ashore –
Rip goes the physic!
Pork and beans they can’t afford
For second cabin passengers;
The cook has tumbled overboard
With forty pounds of “sassengers”;
The engineer, a little tight,
Bragging on the Mail Line,
Finally gets into a fight –
Rip goes the en-gine!
Cholera begins to rage,
A few have got the scurvy;
Chickens dying in their cage,
Steerage topsy-turvy;
When you get to Panama,
Greasers want to back-load;
Officers begin to jaw –
Rip goes the railroad!
When home, you’ll tell an awful tale
And always will be thinking
How much you had to pump and bail
To keep the tub from sinking;
Of course, you’ll take a glass of gin,
‘Twill make you feel so funny;
Some city sharp will rope you in –
Rip goes your money!
Score from Library of Congress
MIDI file of "Pop Goes The Weasel " (Used by permission of B. R. Tubb from his website at Public Domain Music.)