Lyrics Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen

When the Saints Go Marching In

We are all trav'ling in the footsteps

Of those that've gone before

We'll all be reunited

On that new and sunlit shore

When the saints marching in

When the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want be in that number

When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuses to shine

When the sun refuses to shine

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the saints go marching in

Oh when the saints go marching in

Oh when the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want to be in that number

Oh when the saints go marching in

And when the trumpet sounds its call

When the trumpet sounds its call

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the trumpet sounds its call

When the saints marching in

When the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the saints go marching in

And some say that this world of trouble

Is the only one we'll ever see

But I'm waiting for that morning

When the new world is revealed

Oh when the moon turns red with blood

Oh when the moon turns red with blood

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the moon turns red with blood

When the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)

When the saints go marching in (go marching in)

Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) to be in that number (be in that number)

When the saints go marching in

Oh when the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)

When the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) be in that number (to be in that number)

When the saints (when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)