(The Wreck Of The) "John B"
We come on the sloop John B
my grandfather and me
around Nassau town we did roam
drinkin' all night
got into a fight
well, I feel so break up
I wanna go home.
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home.
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home.
First mate he got drunk
broke up the people's trunk
constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Well the poor cook he caught me fits
Throw away all of my grits
then he took and he ate up all of my corn.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home.
This is the worst trip
since I have been born.
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
end
my grandfather and me
around Nassau town we did roam
drinkin' all night
got into a fight
well, I feel so break up
I wanna go home.
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home.
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home.
First mate he got drunk
broke up the people's trunk
constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Well the poor cook he caught me fits
Throw away all of my grits
then he took and he ate up all of my corn.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home.
This is the worst trip
since I have been born.
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
Hoist up the John B. sails
see how the main sail's set
call for the captain ashore
Let me go home.
Let me go home.
I wanna go home
Well I feel so break up
I wanna go home
end
Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Kris Ife
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