| Old granddaddy and me
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| Would sail on the Sloop John B
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| Around Nassau town we did roam
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| Got into a fight
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| We were drinkin' all night
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| Ya, now I feel so brake up
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| I want to go home
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| C’mon now we’ll run up the John B’s sail
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| We gonna see how the mainsail sets
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| We gotta send for the Captain ashore
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| Oh let me go home
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| I wanna go home
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| Yeah, let me go home
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| Don’t ya know I feel so brake up
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| I just wanna go home
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| Now the first mate he got drunk
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| And broke up the people’s trunk
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| The constable had to come and take him away
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| Ah, Sheriff John Stone
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| Can’t you leave him alone
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| Oh now I feel so brake up, I just wanna go home
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| C’mon lets all sing it now
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| Ya, run up the John B’s sail
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| We gonna see how the mainsail sets
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| We gotta send for the Captain ashore
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| Oh let me go home
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| I wanna go home
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| And let me go home
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| Ya now, I feel so brake up
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| I just wanna go home
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| And then the poor cook he, he took the fits (yeah)
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| He ate up all my grits
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| And then the first mate he got drunk
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| And drank up all of my corn (how he get in here again, I don’t know)
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| Sheriff John Stone
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| Why don’t ya leave him alone
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| C’mon now, I feel so brake up, I just wanna go home
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| Run up it up now, yeah…
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| We’ll run up the John B’s sail
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| We gonna see how the mainsail sets
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| We gotta send for the Captain ashore
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| Let me go home
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| Ah, I wanna go home
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| Ya let me go home
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| Don’t ya know, I feel so brake up
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| I just wanna go home
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| Run up it up again, yeah…
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| Ah, run up the John B’s sail
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| And see how the mainsail sets
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| We gotta see… |