John B – folkstuff

We sailed on the Old John B
My Grandaddy and me
Over seven seas we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
I feel so break up, I wanna go home
So hoist up the John B sails
See how the main sail sets
Call the Captain ashore and let me go home
Let me go home
I wanna go home
I feel so break up
I wanna go home

Captain's a wicked man
Gets drunk all he can
Doesn't give a damn for Grandpappy and me
Knocks us about
Kicks us around
This is the worst trip
I've ever been on

The first mate he got drunk
Broke up the people's trunk
Constable had to come and take him away
Let me go home
I wanna go home
I feel so break up
I wanna go home.