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1.
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 breakup, I want to go home.
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So hoist up the John B.'s sails,
see how the main sail sets,
send for the captain ashore, let me go home,
let me go home, I want to go home,
I feel so breakup, I want to go home.
2.
Well, the first mate, he got drunk,
and destroyed the people's trunk,
a Constable come aboard, take him away,
Sheriff Johnstone, please let me alone,
I feel so breakup, I want to go home.
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3.
Well the poor cook he got fits,
throw 'way all the grits,
the he took and eat up all my corn,
let me go home, I want to go home,
oh, this is the worst trip since I've been born.
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