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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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#034
{title:Sloop John B}
{st:Traditional}
We c[C]ome on the Sloop John B, my grandfather and me.
Around Nassau town we did r[G7]oam,
Drinking all n[C]ight, Got into a f[F]ight,
Well I f[C]eel so break up, [G7]I wanta go h[C]ome.
{C:Chorus:}
So h[C]oist up the John B sail, see how the mains'l sets,
Call for the captain ashore, let me go h[G7]ome.
Let me go h[C]ome, I wanta go h[F]ome,
Well I f[C]eel so break up, [G7]I wanta go h[C]ome.
First Mate, he got drunk, broke up the people's trunk,
Constable had to come and take him away.
Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone?
Well I feel so break up, I wanta go home.
{C:Chorus.}
The poor cook he caught the fits, threw away all my grits,
Then he took and ate up all of my corn.
Let me go home, I wanta go home,
This is the worst trip I've ever been on.
{C:Chorus.}
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# Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
# by Steve Putz
# 7 September 1992
