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Sloop John B

Beach Boys

   My grandfather and me
   Around Nassau town we do roam
   Drinking all night
   Well I feel so broke up
    I wanna go home

R: So hoist up the John B's sail (hoist up the John B's sail)
   See how the mainsail sets (see how the mainsail sets)
   Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home (let me go home)
   Let me go home
   I wanna go home, yeah yeah
   Well I feel so broke up
   I wanna go home

2. The first mate he got drunk
   And broke in the Captain's trunk
   The constable had to come and take him away
   Sheriff John Stone
   Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
   Well I feel so broke up
   I wanna go home

R: So hoist up the John B's sail...

   I wanna go home, let me go home
   (Hoist up the John B's sail)
   Why don't you let me go home
   (Hoist up the John B's sail)
   
   I feel so broke up
   I wanna go home (Let me go home)

3. The poor cook he caught the fits
   And threw away all my grits
   And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
   Let me go  home
   Why don't they let me go home
   This is the worst trip
   I've ever been on

R: So hoist up the John B's sail... (do ztracena)

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