The wreck of the John B. (a-1-donn)
(Stoop John B.)
We come out in the Stoop John B,
my grandfather and me.
Around Nassau Town we did roam,
drinking all night, we got in a fight.
lfeel so break up, I want to go home.
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So hoist up the John B. Sail,
see how the main sail sets.
Send for the captain ashore, let me go home.
Let me go home, wanne go home.
E feel so break up, I wan to go home.
The first mate he got drunk,
broke up the peoples trunk.
Constable had to come and take him away.
Sheriff John stone, please let me alone.
| feel so break up, T want to go home,
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The cook he got the fits,
threw away all of the grits.
Then he went and ate all of the corn.
Sheriff Johnstone, please let me alone.
This is the worst trip I ever was on.
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