Traditional; arranged by
Brian Wilson
Performed by the
Beach Boys
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.
Refrain:
So hoist up the John B sail,
See how the mainsail sets,
Call for the captain ashore,
Let me go home,
I wanna go home,
Well, I feel so broke up,
I wanna go home.
First Mate, he got drunk,
Broke in the captain's bunk,
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.
(Refrain)
The forecook he caught the fits,
Threw away all my grits,
Then he took and ate up all of my corn.
Let me go home,
I wanna go home,
This is the worst trip
I've ever been on.
(Refrain)