Lyrics:

Intro (House of the Rising Sun):There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Superdome (or the Rising Sun)It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.Verse 1:I cry 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.Verse 2:I cry 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.Chorus 1:The saints are coming, the saints are coming.I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.The saints are coming, the saints are coming.[Saints Are Coming lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.New birth, rebirthTrombone ShortyLiving like birds in the Magnolia treesChild on her rooftopsMother on her kneesHer sign reads: I am an AmericanVerse 3:A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,how long now?Until the weather change condemns belief,how long now?When the night watchman lets in the thiefWhats wrong now?Chorus 2:The saints are coming, the saints are comingI say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no replyThe saints are coming, the saints are comingI say no matter how I try, I realize there's no replyI say no matter how I try, I realize there's no replyI say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply