Oh when the saints go marching in, Oh when the saints go marching in, Oh Lord, I won’t be part of this number, Oh when the saints go marching in.
Oh when the sun refuses to shine, Oh when the sun refuses to shine, Oh Lord, I won’t be part of this number When the sun refuses to shine
When Gabriel blows in his home When Gabriel blows in his home Tell the Lord don’t let me be in the member When Gabriel blows in his home (all right !)
Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number When the saints go marching in Oh when the sun refuses to shine And when the sun refuses to shine Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number Oh when the sun refuses to shine
And when the moon turns red to blood And when the moon turns red to blood Oh Lord I won’t be part of your number When the moon turns red to blood
Sometimes that 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 saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in Oh when the saints go marching in Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number Oh when the saints go marching in