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 B sail, see how the main sail sets
call for the captain ashore to let me go home
let me go home, I wanna go home
well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

The first mate he got drunk, broke in the captain's trunk
constable had to come and take him away
sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone?
Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

So hoist up the John B sail, see how the main sail sets
call for the captain ashore to let me go home
let me go home, why don't you let me go home?
Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

Then the cook, he got a fit, threw away all my grit
then he took and he ate up all of my corn
let me go home, why don't they let me go home?
This is the worst trip I've ever been on

So hoist up the John B sail, see how the main sail sets
call for the captain ashore to let me go home
let me go home, why don't you let me go home?
Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

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