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COMPLETE
LYRICS:
Oh, we
come on the sloop John B.,
My
grandfadder an' me.
Round
Nassau Town we did roam,
Drinking
all night,
We got
in a fight,
I feel
so breakup, I want to go home!
CHORUS:
So hoist
up the John B. Sails,
See how
de main sail set,
Send for
de Capt'n a-shore,
Lem-me
go home!
Lem-me
go home!.... Lem-me go home!
I feel
so break-up,
I want
to go home
De first
mate he got drunk,
Break up
de people's trunk,
Constable
come aboard
and take
him away.
Mr.
Johnstone, polease let me alone,
I feel
so break-up,
I want
to go home!
(Repeat
Chorus)
De poor
cook he got fits,
Tro'
'way all de grits,
Den he
took an' eat up all o' my corn!
Lemme go
home, I want to go home!
Dis is
de worst trip,
Since I
been born!
(Repeat
Chorus)
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