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Song Name: Sloop John B. (Full Version) By: The Beach Boys
Posted By: Spiritgirl33 Difficulty: Any
Key: Any Genre: Folk
Harp Type: Any Audio:
Created: 2008-12-21 23:12:43 Modified: 2009-02-05 02:02:35
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Song:           Sloop John B.
Verse 1:

6 6    8   8  8    8    -9   8    
W e  come on the sloop John  B., 

6 6   8 8 8  8   -9    8  
m y  grandfather and  me. 

6 6 8 8 8  8  -9   9  9 9 -9 8    -8  
A A round Nassau town w e e did  roam.

6  -6    -7    7     7   7-8 8   -9
Drinkin' all night.  got into a fight.

 -9 -9  7    8   8  8  8  7 
 We ll, I  feel so broke up, 

-8 -8  7 -7   7 
I  wa na go home.  

Chorus:
6     8    8  8    8  -9     8     
So, hoist up the John B's  sails.  
 
 8   8   8   8   -9    8 
See how the main sail sets.
   
 8   8   8    8  -9  9   9   
Call for the captain a shore,

 9   9  -9  8  -8    6  -6 -7  7  
and let me go home. Let me go home.    

7 7  7 -8 8   -9    9   -8    
I wa n na go home. Oh, yeah.  

-9 -9  7   8   8  8 8   7
We ll, I feel so broke up,  

-8 -8  7 -7  7  
 I wa na go home.    

Verse 2:

6 6   8     8    8 -9   8----->
The first mate, he got drunk. 

6 6   8   8   8   8  -9      8 ---->
H e broke in the captain's trunk. 

6 6  8  8  8   8  -9   9   9    9  -9  8 -8 
The Constable had to come and take him a way.  
  
6 -6    -7     7
Sheriff John Stone, 

7    7    7    7   -8 8   -9    
why don't you leave me a lone?

9  -8    -9  
Oh yeah, well 

-8  8   8   8 8   7   
 I feel so broke up,

-8 -8 -8 7 -7   7  
 I wa  n a go home.   

Chorus ....

Verse 3:
 
 6     8    8   8   8    8    -9   8----->
Well, the poor cook he caught the fits. 

6 6   8 8   8   8 -9   8--->
Threw away all of my grits. 

6 6  8   8   8   8  -9  9  9  -9  8  -8  
Then he took and he ate up all of my corn.  

 6 -6 -7   7
Let me go home.  

  7   7  7 -8  8  -9   
Well, I wa na go home. 

 9   -8    -9 -8  8  8   8     7 
Oh, yeah.  Th-is is the worst trip 

 -8  -8 7  -7  7 
I've ever been on.   

 Chorus (and fade out)
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