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 wanna go home

So hoist up the John B's sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the Captain ashore and let me go home

Let me go home, I wanna go home, yeah, yeah

Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

The first mate he got drunk

And broke into 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 wanna go home

So hoist up the John B's sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the Captain ashore and let me go home

I wanna go home, why don't you let me go home

Hoist up the John B, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

The poor cook he got the fits

And threw away all my grits

And 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 and let me go home

I wanna go home, why don't you let me go home

Hoist up the John B, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

I feel so broke up