There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
It's been the ruin for 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 home 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
Drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now
Until a weather change condemns belief, how long now
When the night watchmans in the fleet, what's wrong now
The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
Alle 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
Writer(s): Stuart Adamson, Richard Jobson
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