There is a house in New Orleans They call the Super Dome And it's been the ruin of 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 down,” 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, ho cha ha!
The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize that there's no reply
The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize that 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 watchman lets in the thief, what's wrong now
The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize that there's no reply
The saints are coming The saints are coming I say no matter how I try I realize that there's no reply I say no matter how I try I realize that there's no reply I say no matter how I try I realize that there's no reply...