Wreck of the Sloop John B

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 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, I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

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?
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, I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

The poor cook he caught the fits, 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, yeah yeah
Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home