We come on the sloop John B
My old grandpappy and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
We were drinkin' all night
Got into a fight
Well, I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
O please, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home, yeah, yeah
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
Well, the first mate, he got drunk
And broke into 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 sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
O please, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home, yeah, yeah
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
The poor cook, he caught the fits
And threw away all of my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home? Yeah, yeah
This is the worst trip I've ever been on
So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
O please, let me go home
Why don't you let me go home, yeah, yeah
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
Well, I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
