I am a singer, a gospel singer
I sing for people, I sing for pleasure
Only a dreamer, who came from nowhere
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Over the cities, I see the rooftops
Tears from my poor soul, I pop a cough drop
Often frightened, Unenlightened
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Just like my mamma said, Ray there's a way
but you gotta get yourself out of this ghetto today
you might stumble, you could fumble
when you're down low don't feel under
then the thunder and the lightening
aren't so frightening when you're coked out
The big city aint so pretty
when you're down and nitty gritty
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Sail on, wail on Sailor
the thunder and the lightening
aren't so frightening when you're coked out
The big city aint so pretty
when you're down and nitty gritty
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Sail on, wail on Sailor