I'm sailin' sailin'

Place I've never seen

That's way down south

Sweet 'ol New Orleans

'Cause my hometown friend treat 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

'Till 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