The Saints Are Coming

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God, I know I'm one

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

I cried to my daddy on the telephone

How long now?

Until the clouds unroll and you come home

The line went but the shadows still remain

Since your descent, your descent

The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply

The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply

A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief

How long now?

Until a weather change condemns belief

How long now?

When the night watchman let's in the thief

What's wrong now?

Boom, cha, hey

The saints are coming, the saints are coming

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply

The 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