We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night, got into a fight
Well I feel so broke up, I want to go home
So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home
I want to go home, won't you let me go home?, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the Captain's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home
Let me go home, won't you let me go home?, yeah yeah
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
The poor cook caught the fits
And threw way all of my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home, won't you let me go home? yeah yeah
This is the worst trip I've ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home
I want to go home, won't you let me go home?, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home. |
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