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 lend me a helpin´ hand