Undefined - Sloop John B -- The Beach Boys - 1966

      


   G                                                
We come on the Sloop John B, my gran father and me.
                            D     
Around Nassau town w ee did roam,
            G      G7         C      
Drinkin all night, got into a fight,
     G                   D           G     
well I feel so broke up, I wan na go home.
Chorus:

        G                                                    
     So hoist up the John B sail, see how the mainsail sets,
                                              D     
     Call for the cap tain a shore, let me go home.
               G     G7          C     
     Let me go home, I wan na go home,
            G                 D           G     
     Well I feel so broke up, I wan na go home.


G                                                      
First mate, he got drunk, broke into the capn's trunk,
                                    D      
cons table had to come and take him a way.
             G      G7                       C               
Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me a lone? yeah yeah
       G                   D         G     
Well I feel so broke up, I wan na go home.
Chorus.


    G                                                      
The poor cook he caught the fits, threw away all my grits,
                                      D     
and then he took and ate up all of my corn.
          G    G7                         C     
Let me go home,  Why don't they let me go home,
     G                 D               G   
this is the worst trip I've ev er been on.
Chorus.