We come on this loop John B, my grandfather and me
Around our south town we've been running
Ringing all night, got into a fight
Well I feel so broken, I want to go home
So I voiced up to John B, said
See how the mainsail sails
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
Let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
Well I feel so broken, I want to go home
My first mate he got drunk
He broke in the captain's truck
The constables had to come and drag him away
Sheriff John Stowe
Why don't you leave me alone
Well I feel so broken, I wish I could go home
So I voiced up to John B, said
See how the mainsail sails
Call for the captain ashore, let me go home
Let me go home
Why don't you let me go home
Well I feel so broken, I want to go home
The poor cook he cut the fish
And threw away all my crisps
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home
This is the worst trip I've ever been on