The John B. Sails Songtext
von The Brothers Four
The John B. Sails Songtext
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
′Round Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
We got into a fight
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
First mate he got drunk
Tore up the people′s trunk
Constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Please let me alone
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sails (the John B's sails)
See how the mainsail sets (the mainsail sets)
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
Poor cook, he took fits
Threw away all of the grits
Then he took and ate up all of the corn
Sheriff John Stone
Please let me alone
This is the worst trip
Since I′ve been born
So hoist up the John B′s sails (the John B's sails)
See how the mainsail sets (the mainsail sets)
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
This is the worst trip
Since I′ve been born
(The John B's sails)
(The mainsail sets)
(I wanna go home, go home)
(Let me go)
(Let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
My grandfather and me
′Round Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
We got into a fight
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sails
See how the mainsail sets
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
First mate he got drunk
Tore up the people′s trunk
Constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Please let me alone
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B's sails (the John B's sails)
See how the mainsail sets (the mainsail sets)
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
Poor cook, he took fits
Threw away all of the grits
Then he took and ate up all of the corn
Sheriff John Stone
Please let me alone
This is the worst trip
Since I′ve been born
So hoist up the John B′s sails (the John B's sails)
See how the mainsail sets (the mainsail sets)
Send for the Captain ashore
Let me go home (-go home)
Let me go home (let me go)
Let me go home (let me go)
This is the worst trip
Since I′ve been born
(The John B's sails)
(The mainsail sets)
(I wanna go home, go home)
(Let me go)
(Let me go)
I feel so brake up
I wanna go home
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