Wreck Of The Sloop John B - Catch 22

We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam

Drinking all night

Got into a fight

Well I feel so broke up, I want to go home

So hoist up the John B’s sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the Captain ashore — let me go home

Let me go home.

I wanna go home, yeah yeah

Well I feel so broke up — I wanna go home

The first mate he got drunk

Broke in the Cap’n’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

So hoist up the John B’s sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home

(a capella)

I wanna go home, let me go home

(Why don’t you let me go)

Hoist up the John B’s sail (Hoist up the John B)

I feel so broke up I wanna go home.

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 So hoist up the John B’s sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the Captain ashore — let me go home

Let me go home.

I wanna go home — let me go home

Why don’t you let me go home?

(fade out)