The Sloop John B.
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We sailed on the sloop John B.
My grandfather and me.
Round Nassau town we did roam.
Drinkin' all night
we got in a fight
I feel so breack-up
I want to go home.
So
hoist up the John B. sails
see how the mains'l's set
send for the captain ashore
let me go home!
Let me go home!
Let me go home!
I feel so break up
I want to go home!
The first mate he got drunk
Break up the people's trunk
Constable come aboard and take him away
Mr. Johnstone
please let me alone
I feel so break up
I want to go home!
So
hoist up the John B. sails
see how the mains'l's set
send for the captain ashore
let me go home!
Let me go home!
Let me go home!
I feel so break up
I want to go home!
The poor cook he got fits
Throw 'way all the girls
Then he took and eat up all o' my corn
Let me go home
I want to go home!
This is the worst trip since I been born!
So
hoist up the John B. sails ...
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