there´s a house in new orlean´s
it crowld around since then
its been a while many a poor boy
and God, I know, I´m one

I cried to my dady 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 dady 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 realise there´s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise 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 nightwatchman lets in the thief, what´s wrong now?

The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there´s no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there´s no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realise there´s no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realise there´s no reply