The Sloop John B. — Beach Boys

We sailed on the sloop John B. My grandfather and me. Round Nassau town we did roam. Drinkin' all night

we got in a fight

I feel so breack-up

I want to go home.

So hoist up the John B. sails

see how the mains'l's set

send for the captain ashore

let me go home! Let me go home! Let me go home! I feel so break up

I want to go home!

The first mate he got drunk

Break up the people's trunk

Constable come aboard and take him away

Mr. Johnstone please let me alone

I feel so break up

I want to go home!

So hoist up the John B. sails

see how the mains'l's set

send for the captain ashore

let me go home! Let me go home! Let me go home! I feel so break up

I want to go home!

The poor cook he got fits

Throw 'way all the girls

Then he took and eat up all o' my corn

Let me go home I want to go home! This is the worst trip since I been born!

So hoist up the John B. sails ...