There is a house in New Orleans, They call the rising sun
It's been the ruin of a many a poor boy
And God I Know I'm one
Verse 1
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
Verse 2
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
Chorus 1
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
New birth, rebirth trobon shorty
Livin' like birds in the magnolia trees
Child on the roof top
Mother on her knees
House side ring please
I am an American!
Verse 3
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
How long now
Until the weather change condemns belief
How long now
When the night watch manly feel the beat
Whats wrong now
Chorus 2
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 replyyyyy
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Writer(s): Stuart Adamson, Richard Jobson
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