Look up from the hymnal, look 'round at the faces of families closing their eyes 
We're [bad word] and passing the offering hat around at the same time 

I reached for the hat and take all the cash 
And slide it into my ragged coat sleeve 
And leave in its place a note to explain 
All of the reasons that stealing has led me to leave 
If there was a worthy cause for to give to 
May I be so bold as to say 
The givers not knowing where their money's going 
Is as sinful as throwing away 

Stained glasses shine on my red wine 
And the sweat of my brow drips to my shaking knees 
small sacrifice to benefit one man's journey away from America's seas 

Sweet sweet sigh of relief 
Sweet sweet O Baltic Sea 
Sweet sweet sigh of relief 
Sweet sweet O Baltic Sea 
Sweet sweet sigh of relief 
Sweet sweet O Baltic Sea 

Nobody here knows my name 
Call it right or wrong 
I bought my ticket just the same