Sloop John B The Beach Boys
We came out in the slo[G]op John, my grandfather and me
Around Nausau town we do [D]roam, drinking all ni[G]ght,
Got into a f[C]ight well I f[G]eel so broke [D7]up I wanna go ho[G]me.
So h[G]oist up the John B sail, see how the main sail set.
Call for the captain ashore let me go [D]home, let me go h[G]ome
I wanna go h[C]ome, oh [Am7]yeah well I f[G]eel so broke up [D7]I wanna go ho[G]me.
The first mate he got drunk he broke in the captain?s trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone why don?t you leave me alone
Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home.
The poor cook he got the fits, he threw away all my grits,
Then he took and he ate up all my corn
Let me go home why don?t they let me go home
This is the worst trip I?ve ever been on.
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