Round Nassau Town Lyrics

We sail on the Sloop John B

My grandfather and me

Round Nassau town

We did roam

Drinking all night

Got into a fight

And now I'm locked up

I wanna go home

The John B is a rundown ship

But passes ev'ry inspection

When the harbor master comes on board

The cap'n takes a collection

So, h'ist up the John B sail

See how the mainsail sets

Call for the captain ashore

Let us go home

Sheriff John Stone

Please leave us alone

I feel so break-up, I wanna go home

It was a trip so rare we had a paid fare

A lady was on board

Topside she stayed, but below the decks

There her luggage was stored

Oh the first mate he got drunk

Smashed in the lady's trunk

Constable had to come

And take him away

Sheriff John Stone

Won't you leave me alone

I feel so break-up, I wanna go home

In Nassau we docked and took shore leave

To see us ev'ry sight

A sailor said his ship's cook was the worst

So that started a fight

Cause our cook is none too quick

His grub just makes us sick

Yes now even when

The ocean is calm

Oh Sheriff Stone, sir

Please let us leave here

We'll board the John B and we will be gone

So, h'ist up the John B sail

See how the mainsail sets.

Ask for the captain to come

And pay up our bail

Let us go home

Oh Sheriff John Stone

This is the worst trip since I've been born