Sloop John B

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 broke up, I want to 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 want to go home, yeah, yeah
Well, I feel so broke up, I want to go home

The first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the Captain's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Storm, why don't you leave me alone?
Yeah, yeah
Well, I feel so broke up, I want to 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 want to go home, let me go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
I feel so broke up, I want to go home
Let me go home

The poor cook, he caught the fit
And threw away all my grit
Then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home, why don't they let me go home?
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 want to go home, let me go home
So hoist up the John B's sail
I feel so broke up, I want to go home
Let me go home