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Im sailin, sailin
Place Ive never seen
Thats way down south
Sweet ol New Orleans
Cause my hometown friends 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 its rainin, its rainin
The winds blowin cold
Lord, I thought I heard my train whistle blow
Now Im gonna sail so far
Til I wont be back no more
Pardon me, pardon me
Its so hard to stand
I aint got no money
Uncle Sam has called my man
Now theres not a soul
To give me a helpin hand
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