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

Just like my mamma said, Ray there's a way
But you gotta get yourself out of that ghetto today
You might stumble, you could fumble
When you're down low don't feel under
And the thunder and the lightning
Aren't as frightening when you're coked out
Heartbreak city ain't 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 lightning
Aren't as frightening when you're coked out
Heartbreak city ain't so pretty
When you're down and nitty gritty
Sail on, wail on Sailor
Sail on, wail on Sailor