The Beach Boys - Sloop John B - (Stereo Backing Track)

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

want to 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 Cap'n'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 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, let me go

home Why don't you let me go home (Hoist

up the John B's sail) Hoist up the

John B I feel so broke up I wanna

go home Let me 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 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, let me go home Why don't you

let me go home
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

want to 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 Cap'n'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 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, let me go

home Why don't you let me go home (Hoist

up the John B's sail) Hoist up the

John B I feel so broke up I wanna

go home Let me 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 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, let me go home Why don't you

let me go home

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