Sloop John B, sloop John B
Sloop John B, sloop John B
Come on, the sloop John B, grandfather and me
Around Nassau Town we did roam
Drinking all night, got into a fight
Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk, broke in the captains bunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone?
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
Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah. yeah
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
The poor cook he caught the shits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and ate up all of my corn
Let me go home, uncle sloop John B said
(Let me go home)
Why don't they let me go home?
(Uncle sloop John B said, uncle sloop John B said)
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
Let me go home, I wanna go home
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home
I wanna go home, I wanna go home
I wanna go home, I wanna go home