There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the rising sun
It's been [bad word] of many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one.

I cry to my daddy on the telephone,
How long now?
Until the clouds unroll and [bad word] down,
The line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
Your descent.

I cry to my daddy on the telephone,
How long now?
Until the clouds unroll and [bad word] home,
The line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
Your descent.

The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 

I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.

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 thief
What's wrong now?

The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] I say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no reply
The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply