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We sailed on the ship John B  my grandfather and me 
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Around Nassau town we did roam 
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Drinking all night got into a fight 
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Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home

                     
So hoist up the John B sail  see how the mainsail sets 
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Call for the captain ashore let me go home 
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Let me go home  why don't you let me go home 
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Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home


The first mate he got drunk  broke up the people's trunk 
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Constable had to come and take him away 
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Sheriff John Stone  why don't you leave me alone 
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Well I feel so homesick I wanna go home


Then the cook he caught the fits  threw out all of my grits 
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Then he took and ate up all of my corn 
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Let me go home  why don't you let me go home 
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Well this is the worst trip since I have been born