I`m sailin` sailin`
To a place I`ve never seen
That`s 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 it`s rainin`
It`s rainin`
The wind`s blowin` cold
Lord I thought I heard
My train whistle blow
Now I`m gonna sail so far
Til I won`t be back no more
Pardon me, Pardon me
It`s so hard to stand
I ain`t got no money
Uncle Sam has called my name
Now there`s not a soul
To give me a helpin` hand
