Sloop John B
We came on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
'Round Nas-sau town we did roam.
Drinking all night, Had many a fight.
Oh I feel so broke up I wanna go home.
So hoist up the John B. sails,
And scrub down all of the rails
Oh Captain please come aboard
And sail me back home
The sloop John B.
Will sail the sea, for sure
Next time without me I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk, He broke open my trunk
Poor seasick me all over the foam,
Oceans are grand, Just give me the land
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home. CHORUS
Our cook he got the fits
He ate up all of my grits
Into the soup he put his comb
A terrible trip on a terrible ship, oh yea
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home CHORUS
The author of this website has put a lot of time and effort into gathering the greatest collection of sea shanties for the world to enjoy - There are songs that have been to sung to a job of work at sea for many, many years and collecting them has been a great endeavour. - Roger Chartier has made the effort out of his own interest and the requests that he has gotten to do this work from fellow musicians who wanted a good source of sea shanties to draw on and learn from. He has been told that for this effort he is a remarkable man.