Lyrics:

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Super Dome
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one


I cried 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

(Instrumental)

I cried 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, ho cha ha!

The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply

The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply

Drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now
Until a weather change condemns belief, how long now
When the night watchman lets in the thief, what's wrong now

The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply

The saints are coming
The saints are coming
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply
I say no matter how I try
I realize that there's no reply...