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 Thrown in the captain's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone 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 Why don't you let me go home, yeah yeah Hoist up the John B's sail Well I feel so broke up I want to go home Let me go home
The poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits Then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why don't they let me go home, yeah yeah 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 Why don't you let me go home, yeah yeah Hoist up the John B's sail Well I feel so broke up I want to go home Let me go homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
