
Im sailin sailin
To a place Ive never seen
Thats way down south
Sweet ol new orleans
Cause my hometown friend treats me awful mean
If I could holler
Yeah holler
If I could scream and cry
It hurts me so
When I look up in the sky
Cause my friends turn their heads
As they pass me by
Now its rainin
Its rainin
The winds blowin cold
Lord I thought I heard
My train whistle blow
Now Im gonna sail so far
Til I wont be back no more
Pardon me, pardon me
Its so hard to stand
I aint got no money
Uncle sam has called my name
Now theres not a soul
To give me a helpin hand