Verse 1: We come on the sloop John My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home Chorus So hoist up the John B's sail 2: (hoist up the John B's sail) See how the mainsail sets 2: (see how the mainsail sets) Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home 2: (let me go home) Let me go home I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home Verse 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 Chorus Verse 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 double-time home Why don't they let me go home This is the worst trip I've ever been on Chorus