Motley Words

Sloop John B C/A/F

We sailed on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Brightlingsea Town we did roam
Drinkin’ all night
Got into a fight
I feel so broke up I want to go home

So hoist up the John B sail,
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
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

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.

Chorus X 2

Notes

Last line of last chorus 3 times, fading Well, I feel so broke up I wanna go home



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