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I'm sailin', sailin', place I've never seen
That's way down south, sweet ol' New Orleans
'Cause my hometown friends 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 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 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
That's way down south, sweet ol' New Orleans
'Cause my hometown friends 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 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 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
Lyrics submitted by numb, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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