Oh when the saints

We are travelling in the footsteps

of those who have gone before,

but we´ll all be reunited

on a new and sunlit shore.

Oh when the saints go marching in,

when the saints go marching in,

oh Lord, 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,

oh Lord, I want to be in that number,

when the saints go marching in.

And when the moon turns red with blood,

and when the moon turns red with blood,

oh Lord, I want to be in that number,

when the saints go marching in.

Oh when the trumpet sounds the call,

oh when the trumpet sounds the call,

oh Lord, I want to be in that number,

when the saints go marching in.

Some say this world of trouble

is the only world we need,

but I´m waiting for that morning

when the new world is revealed.

Oh when the saints go marching in,

oh when the saints go marching in,

oh Lord, I want to be in that number,

when the saints go marching in.

Text: Spiritual