I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Come out on the street, Jan B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, we got in a fight Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home First man he got drunk He broke in the captain's trunk Constable had to come and take him away Sheriff Jan Stone, why don't you leave me alone? Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Poor cook he got the fix He threw away all my grits Then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why don't you let me go home? This is the worst trip I have ever been on So heist up the Jan B sail See how the mainsail's set Call for the captain ashore Let me go home Let me go home Let me go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home Well, I feel so broke up, now I wanna go home