Sloop John B.

We come on the Sloop "John B.",
my Grandfather and me.
Round Nassau Town, we did roam,
drinkin' all night,
got into a fight,
I feel so broke up,
I want to go home.

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So hoist up the John B.'s sail
see how the main-sail's set
call for the captain ashore let me go home
let me go home I wanna go home yea yea
well I feel so broke up I wanna go home

The first mate he got a drunk
broke in the captain's trunk.
The constable corne aboard,
to take him away.
Sheriff John Stone,
please let me alone
I feel so broke up, I want to go home.

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The poor cook, he caught the fits
threw (a)way all my gits
and then he came and he
ate up all my corn
Let me go home,
please let me go horne,
oh this is the worst trip,
since I been born.

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We come on the Sloop "John B.",
my Grandfather and me.
Round Nassau Town, we did roam,
drinkin' all night,
got into a fight,
I feel so broke up,
I want to go home.

 

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