010. Sloop John B

SLOOP JOHN B.   

We come on the Sloop John B.
My grandfather and me.
Around Nassau town we did roam,
Drink-in all night,
We got in a fight,

I feel so broke-up,
I want to go home.

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So hoist up the John B. sails, See how the mainsail sets,
Send for the captain a shore, let me go home,

let me go home. I wan-na go home,

I feel so broke-up, I want to go home.

The first mate, he got drunk,
Break up the people's trunk,
Constable had to come and take him away.
Sheriff John Stone, please let me alone ye ye
I feel so break up,
I want to go home.

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The cook he got the fits,
Threw away all off the grits,
Then he went and ate up all of the corn.
Sherrif John Stone, please let me alone, ye ye
This is the worst trip, I ever was on.
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O Lord I feel so broke up .........I want to go home