We are traveling in the footsteps 
Of those who've gone before, 
And we'll all be reunited 
On that new and sunlit shore. 

Oh, when the saints go marching in, 
Oh, when the saints go marching in, 
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number, 
When the saints go marching in. 

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

Oh, when the [bad word] sounds it's call, 
Oh, when the [bad word] sounds it's call, 
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number, 
When the saints go marching in. 

Some say this world of trouble, 
Is the only world we need. 
But I'm waiting for the morning, 
When the new world is revealed. 

Oh, when the new world is revealed, 
Oh, when the new world is revealed, 
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number, 
When the new world is revealed. 

Oh, when the saints go marching in, 
Oh, when the saints go marching in, 
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number, 
When the sain
ts go marching in.
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