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)