When the saints go marching in

Bruce Springsteen nagyszerű feldolgozása.

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

Refr.:
Oh when the saint go marchin’in,
Oh when the saint go marchin’in,
Lord I want to be in that number
When the saint go marchin’in.

And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine

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

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.

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