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Lost my rice, lost my grits
When that fool cook had the fits.
Hungry on this ship I roam.
All I want is to go home.

Tuesday night, some damn drunk
Broke into the captain's trunk.
Sheriff John Stone hassled me.
Home is where I want to be.

Now it's just Gramps and me
Sailing on the Sloop John B.

And home is all I want to see.

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Captain's nuts, ship's a wreck,
Chaos on the quarterdeck.
Where's those cursed strawberries?
Can I get a transfer please?

Ball bearings go 'click-a-clack'
Skipper put us all in hack.
Then the storm, and he froze.
Are we sunk, do you suppose?

Any man with half a brain
Would know there's trouble on the Caine.

Maybe we should mutiny?

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