John B Sails

traditional

we come on the sloop John B
my grandfather and me
around Nassau town we did roam
drinking all night we got into a fight
I feel so breakup : I want to go home

the first mate he got drunk
broke up the people's trunk
constable had to come and take him away
sheriff Johnstone : please let me alone
I feel so breakup : I want to go home

the stewardess she got stewed
ran around the poop deck nude
constable had to come and take her away
sheriff Johnstone : please let me alone
I feel so breakup : I want to go home

well the poor cook he caught the fits
throw away all of my grits
then he went and he ate up all of my corn
let me go home : why don't you let me go home?
this is the worst trip ever since I was born

so hoist up the John B sails
see how the mainsail's set
send for the captain ashore and let me go home
let me go home : let me go home
I feel so breakup
I want to go home