and might Purified with fire divine God's building a church On Calvary's tree it started there He handed it down to the hands of men God's building a church on
Step by step All the happy Saints go marching in And if one of those Saints step out of line He'll have to start again Cause Jacob's golden ladder Get
few tall cool ones, play some pool and listen To that tenor saxophone calling me home And I can hear the band begin "When the Saints Go Marching In", And by the whiskers on
for a second Every man reckon it sure would be good to be there Whether Zion or Mecca when the gates are finally closed And the saints go marching in [
[Hook:] Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, dumb it down but I can't Might as well could deny the Jesus and be ashamed but I ain't... I'm a saint Til the
insist on declaring us royal And it's true that we are but we take it too far To the point where we break and we take down the bar And forsake all the
s telling me I wear the ball and chain My patron saint is fighting with the ghost He's always off somewhere when I need him most The Spanish moon is rising on
up on a mill' and I got 'em sweepin and pickin up tags off the flo' Bag full of clothes I remember havin rocks in the hall on the glimmer with the glock
Drag your shadow down the street Was it you I was to meet With your saints there on a chain Waiting on another rain And I?m falling down Where the waves
a rose on her big game gun All saints, all sinners shining Heed those trumpets all night long Propped up on a samba beat With dreamland coming on Dreamland
?m feelin? so live because I?m so alive I just got back from Zion and felt the soul fire I say we take the city and never give it back Still forward march attack this time on
(feat. Jay-Z, Freeway, Lil Chris) [Chorus: Saint Nick] Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out.. .. cause you
march of the saint, march of the saint March of the saint, march of the saint March of the saint, march of the saint March of the saint, march of
the Pharohs court I hear his call of freedom for the people of the Lord And when the Saints go marching in I want to be one of them And when the Saints go marching
Driving rain, Narrow shoulder, Break down lane, Marching forward, Gone where I do not know, One eye on the open road, Stepping out in the great unknown
parade of souls is marching across the sky Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching
. Dig up the conjo. Listen to drums for the name. Little hearts beat like saints come marching in. Deep in the bayou. Demon inside you. Put on the hoo doo. Put on
