We [G]come on the Sloop John B, my gran father and me.
Around Nassau town w ee did [D]roam,
Drinkin all [G]night, [G7]got into a [C]fight,
well [G]I feel so broke up, [D]I wan na go [G]home.
So [G]hoist up the John B sail, see how the mainsail sets,
Call for the cap tain a shore, let me go [D]home.
Let me go [G]home, [G7]I wan na go [C]home,
Well I [G]feel so broke up, [D]I wan na go [G]home.
[G]First mate, he got drunk, broke into the capn's trunk,
cons table had to come and take him [D]a way.
Sheriff John [G]Stone, [G7]why don't you leave me a [C]lone? yeah yeah
Well I [G]feel so broke up, I [D]wan na go [G]home.
The [G]poor cook he caught the fits, threw away all my grits,
and then he took and ate up all of my [D]corn.
Let me go [G]home,[G7] Why don't they let me go [C]home,
this [G]is the worst trip [D]I've ev er been [G]on.