The John B. Sails

We come on the sloop John B

My grandfather and me

'Round Nassau town we did roam

Drinking all night

Got into a fight

Well, I feel so brake up

I want to go home.

So hoist up the John B's sail

See how the mainsail sets

Send for the Captain ashore

Let me go home, let me go home

I wanna go home,

Well, I feel so brake up

I wanna go home.

Well, the first mate he got drunk

And broke in the people's trunk

The constable had to come and take him away

Sheriff John Stone

Won't you leave me alone,

Well, this thing I work with

Since I've been born.

So hoist up the John B's sail

See how the mainsail sets

Send for the Captain ashore

Let me go home, let me go home

I wanna go home,

Well, I feel so brake up

I wanna go home.

Well, the poor cook he caught the fits

And threw away all my grits

Then he took and he ate up all of my corn

Where is John Stone

Why don't you leave me alone

Well, I feel so brake up

I wanna go home.

So hoist up the John B's sail

See how the mainsail sets

Send for the Captain ashore

Let me go home, let me go home

I wanna go home,

Well, I feel so brake up

I wanna go home.

Well, I feel so brake up

I wanna go home...