Со второго альбома ~1980
◄ Soviet grooves - funk, soul, jazz, easy listening ►

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
When the saints go marching in

Oh when the sun refuses to shine
And when the sun refuses to shine
Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number
Oh 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