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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Skids
Performer
Stuart Adamson
Guitar
William Simpson
Bass Guitar
Thomas Kellichan
Drums
Richard Jobson
Vocals
David Batchelor
Piano
Chris Jenkins
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Jobson
Songwriter
Stuart Adamson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Batchelor
Producer
MICK GLOSSOP
Engineer
Steve Prestage
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
I cried to my daddy on the telephone (How long now?)
Until the clouds unroll and you come down (The line went)
But the shadows still remain since your descent (Your descent)
Saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
Saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
A drowing sorrow floods deepest grief (How long now?)
Until the weather change condemns belief (The stone says)
This paternal guide once had his day (Once had his day)
Saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
Saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
Writer(s): Stuart Adamson, Richard Jobson
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