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,
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.
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.