CHORUS:
[D] So hoist up the John B's sail, see how the mainsail sets
Call for the Captain ashore, let me go
[A] home
Let me go
[D] home, I wanna go
[G] home, yeah yeah
Well I
[D] feel so broke up,
[A] I wanna go
[D] home
VERSE 2:
[D] The first mate he got drunk, and broke in the Captain's trunk
The constable had to come and take him a-
[A]-way
Sheriff John
[D] Stone, why don't you leave me a-
[G]-lone, yeah yeah,
Well I
[D] feel so broke up,
[A] I wanna go
[D] home
REPEAT CHORUS:
VERSE 3:
[D] The poor cook he caught the fits, and threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my
[A] corn
Let me go
[D] home, why don't they let me go
[G] home
[D] This is the worst trip,
[A] I've ever been
[D] on
REPEAT CHORUS: