Sloop John B
The Beach Boys

(traditional, arranged by Brian Wilson)

 Intro:

         (flute doubled with glockenspiel, arr. for guitar)

          v   v   v   v     v   v   v   v
         -8---------------|-------9-8-------
         -----------------|-----------9-----
         -----------------|-------------6---
         -----------------|-----------------
         -----------------|-----------------
         -----------------|-----------------

 Verse 1:

             Ab
         We come on the sloop John B
         My grandfather and me
                                   Eb
         Around Nassau town we do roam
                       Ab
         Drinking all night
                     Db    /C Bbm
         Got into a fight
                 Ab
         Well I feel so broke up
         Bbm    Eb       Ab
             I wanna go home

 Chorus (chord progression same as verses):

         So hoist up the John B's sail [2: (hoist up the John B's sail)]
         See how the mainsail sets [2: (see how the mainsail sets)]
         Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home [2: (let me go home)]
         Let me go home
         I wanna go home, yeah yeah
         Well I feel so broke up
         I wanna go home

 Verse 2:

         The first mate he got drunk
         And broke in the Captain's trunk
         The constable had to come and take him away
         Sheriff John Stone
         Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah
         Well I feel so broke up
         I wanna go home

 [repeat chorus w/acapella break]:

                   [N.C.]
         I wanna go home, let me go home
                                   (Hoist up the John B's sail)
         Why don't you let me go home
                                 (Hoist up the John B's sail)
                                                       (Hoist up the John B)

         (instruments re-enter)

         I feel so broke up
         I wanna go home (Let me go home)

 Verse 3:

         The poor cook he caught the fits
         And threw away all my grits
         And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
         Let me go [double-time] home
         Why don't they let me go home
         This is the worst trip
         I've ever been on

 [repeat chorus to fade]


 -- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers

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