| Oh, we sailed on the sloop John B. |
| My Grandfather and me. |
| Round Nassau-town we did roam. |
| Drinking all night |
| We got in a fight |
| I feel so break up, |
| I want to go home. |
| REFRAIN: |
| So, hoist up the John B. sails, |
| See how the mains’l’s set; |
| Send for the cap’n ashore, lemme go home! |
| Lemme go home! Lemme go home! |
| The firstmate he got drunk, |
| break up the peoples trunk, |
| Constable come aboard and take him away, |
| Mr. Johnstone, please let me alone, |
| I feel so break-up, I want to go home. |
| REF… |
| The poor cook he gots fits, |
| Throw 'way all the grits, |
| Then he took and eat up all o' my corn, |
| Lemme go home, I want to go home! |
| This is the worst trip, since I been born! |
| REF… |