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 wanna go home So hoist up the John Bs sail, see how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The first mate he got drunk and broke in the captains trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone, why dont you leave me alone? Well, I feel so broke up I wanna go home So hoist up the John Bs sail, see how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The poor cook he caught the fits, threw away all my grits And then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home, why dont they let me go home? This is the worst trip Ive ever been on So hoist up the John Bs sail, see how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
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