Here we come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
Hoist up the John B′s sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home
Let me go home
I want to go home
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
Now the cook he took the fits
He threw away all of my grits
Then he went and he ate up all of my corn
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
Hoist up the John B′s sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home
Let me go home
I want to go home
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
Well the first mate he got drunk
He broke up the people's bunks
A constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
Hoist up the John B′s sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home
Let me go home
I want to go home
Well I feel so break up
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
Writer(s): Stan Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
