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                             "Sloop John B"
                (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