Sloop John B -- The Beach Boys - 1966 Undefined
We [A]come on the Sloop John B, my gran father and me.
Around Nassau town w ee did [E]roam,
Drinkin all [A]night, [A7]got into a [D]fight,
well [A]I feel so broke up, [E]I wan na go [A]home.
Chorus:
So [A]hoist up the John B sail, see how the mainsail sets,
Call for the cap tain a shore, let me go [E]home.
Let me go [A]home, [A7]I wan na go [D]home,
Well I [A]feel so broke up, [E]I wan na go [A]home.
[A]First mate, he got drunk, broke into the capn's trunk,
cons table had to come and take him [E]a way.
Sheriff John [A]Stone, [A7]why don't you leave me a [D]lone? yeah yeah
Well I [A]feel so broke up, I [E]wan na go [A]home.
Chorus.
The [A]poor cook he caught the fits, threw away all my grits,
and then he took and ate up all of my [E]corn.
Let me go [A]home,[A7] Why don't they let me go [D]home,
this [A]is the worst trip [E]I've ev er been [A]on.
Chorus.
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