The Saints Are Coming (Superdome version)
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There is a house in New Orleans They call the Superdome Its been the ruin of many a poor boy 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 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 The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply New Birth.......Rebirth.......Trombone Shorty 'Livin like birds in the magnolia trees Child on a rooftop, mother on her knees Her sign reads, "PLEASE!!!!! I AM AN AMERICAN!!!!!!!!" A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now Until a weather change condemns belief, how long now When the nightwatchman lets in the thief, what's wrong now? The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply I say no matter how i try, I realise there's no reply.
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