AA
We come on the sloop John B., my grandfather and me.
AE7
Around Nassau town we did roam.
AA7D
A-drinkin' all night, got into a fight,
AE7A
Well, I feel so break-up, I want to go home.
AA
So hoist up the John B. sails, see how the mainsail sets.
AE7
Send for the captain ashore, let me go home.
AA7D
I want to go home, I want to go home,
AE7A
Well, I feel so break-up, I want to go home.
AA
Well, the first mate he got drunk, broke up the people's trunk,
AE7
The constable had to come and take him away.
A-A7D
Oh, Sheriff John Stone, please leave me alone,
AE7A
Well, I feel so break-up, I want to go home.
AA
Well, the cook, he got fits, ate up all of my grits,
AE7
Then he took and threw away all the corn.
AA7D
Oh, Sheriff John Stone, please leave me alone,
AE7A
This is the worst trip I've ever been on.