| We come on the sloop John B
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| My grandfather and me
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| Around Nassau town we did roam
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| Drinking all night
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| Got into a fight
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| Well I feel so broke up
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| I want to go home
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| So hoist up the John B’s sail
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| See how the mainsail sets
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| Call for the Captain ashore
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| Let me go home, let me go home
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| I wanna go home, yeah yeah
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| Well I feel so broke up
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| I wanna go home
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| The first mate he got drunk
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| And broke in the Cap’n’s trunk
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| The constable had to come and take him away
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| Sheriff John Stone
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| Why don’t you leave me alone, yeah yeah
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| Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home
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| So hoist up the John B’s sail
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| See how the mainsail sets
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| Call for the Captain ashore
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| Let me go home, let me go home
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| I wanna go home, let me go home
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| Why don’t you let me go home
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| (Hoist up the John B’s sail)
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| Hoist up the John B
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| I feel so broke up I wanna go home
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| Let me go home
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| The poor cook he caught the fits
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| And threw away all my grits
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| And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
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| Let me go home
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| Why don’t they let me go home
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| This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on
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| So hoist up the John B’s sail
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| See how the mainsail sets
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| Call for the Captain ashore
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| Let me go home, let me go home
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| I wanna go home, let me go home
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| Why don’t you let me go home |