Sloop John B

We come on the sloop John B Grandfather and me Around Na*sau Town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The first mate he got drunk Broke in the captains bunk 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 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 I feel so broke up, I wanna go home The poor cook he caught the shits And threw away all my grits And then he took and 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