When The Saints Go Marching In

Bruce Springsteen

We are trav’ling in the footsteps
Of those who’ve gone before,
And we’ll all be reunited,
On a new and sunlit shore,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the trumpet sounds its call
When the trumpet sounds its call
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call
When the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Some say this world of trouble,
Is the only one we need,
But I’m waiting for that morning,
When the new world is revealed.
When the new world is revealed.
When the new world is revealed.
But I’m waiting for that morning,
When the new world is revealed.
When the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in