When the Saints Go Marching In

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 sun refuse to shine And when the moon turns red with blood And when the moon turns red with blood Lord, how I want to be in that number When the moon turns red with blood Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Lord, how I want to be in that number When the trumpet sounds its call 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. Oh When the new world is revealed Oh When the new world is revealed Lord, how I want to be in that number When the new world is revealed 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 Saints Go Marching In - Jerry Lee Lewis