I'm Sailin

I'm sailin', sailin'

Place I've never seen that's way down south

Sweet old New Orleans

'Cause my hometown friend mistreats me awful meanIf I could holler, yea 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 byNow it's rainin', It's rainin'

The wind's blowing cold

Lord I thought I heard my train whistle blow

Now I'm gonna sail so far 'til I won't be back no morePardon me, pardon me

Its so hard to stand and I aint got no money

Uncle Sam has called my name

Now theres not a soul to give me a helping hand