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This page contains all the misheard lyrics for Sloop John B. that have been submitted to this site and the old collection from inthe80s started in 1996.
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And then he took and he ate a ball of my corn.
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn.
Around NASA Town we did roll
Around Nassau town we did roam
The first mate, he got drunk
Shot in the Captain's bunk.
The first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the Captain's trunk.
The first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the Captain's bunk.
The first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the Captain's trunk.
The first mate, he got drunk
Threw me in the Captain's bunk.
The first mate, he got drunk
Broke in the Captain's trunk.
The poor cook, he caught the fits
And threw away all my kids
OR
And threw away all my crisps
The poor cook, he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
The voice of the Captain is sure
To let me go home.
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home.
Well I feel so broken
Well I feel so broke up
....So hoist up the jumbi sail
...So hoist up the John B's sail
Around Acid Town we did roam
Around Nassau town we did roam
Around I saw Tom, we do wrong
Drinking all night, got into a fight
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night, got into a fight
Around that sore town we did roam
Around Nassau town we did roam
Bus Stop pajama
See how they run.
Hoist up the John b.'s sails
See how the mainsail sets.
Call for the captain ashore
Call for the captain, he'll sure
Haul for the Captain ashore
To let me go home.
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home.
Hoist up the Captain, he's sure
To let me go home.
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home.
Hoist up the jaunty sails
Hoist up the John B.'s sails
Hoist up the jaunty sail
...So hoist up the John B's sail
Hoist up the zombie sail.
Hoist up the John B's sail!
Hoist up the zombie sail
Hoist up the John B's sail!
I wanna go hoot
I wanna go home
Iced up the John B sails.
Hoist up the John B sails.
My great father and me
My grandfather and me
Sarah Johnstone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Sheriff John's stoned.
Sheriff John Stone.
Sheriff John's stoned
Why don't you leave me alone?
Call for the Captain
He's sure to let me go home.
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Call for the Captain ashore
Let me go home.
Silicon home
Sheriff John Stone.
The boy caught a peacock with fins.
The poor cook, he caught the fits.
The first lady got drunk
The first mate he got drunk
The four-cook, he caught the fits
The poor cook, he caught the fits
The poor cook, he caught a fish
And threw it on my dish
The poor cook, he caught the fits.
And threw away all my grits
The poor cook, he got the s***s.
The poor cook, he caught the fits.
The poor cook, he popped a fit.
The poor cook, he caught the fits.
The Beach Boys' real lyrics suggest that the cook caught some exotic tropical disease that compelled him to throw the grits out and eat all the corn. My misheard lyrics suggest he suddenly went insane.
This is the worst s**t I've ever been on!
This is the worst trip I've ever been on!
We come on the Sloop John B
Grant, Barbara and me.
We come on the Sloop John B
My grandfather and me.
We come on the Sloop Jumby.
We come on the Sloop John B.
We come on with Snoop Doggy
We come on the Sloop John B
We come out with Snoop Doggy
We come on the Sloop John B
Snoop Doggy as in Snoop Doggy Dogg.
We drove in the captain's truck
We broke in the captain's bunk
Why stop the January Sale?
Hoist up the John B's sail!
Around A*hole town we did roam
Around Nassau town we did roam